In Somnia

I. Morning draws up the tired day, yet not even dawn. The barely risen sun climbs upon the horizon stretching Warm fingers that weave tightly into wisteria climbs. Roses, garden royals, heads bob on their thin thorny limbs. Flowers bloom from rains upon our backyard crop, Turned earth evicts a few worried worms. I find Solitude… Read More In Somnia

Don’t be a Back Seat Driver

My metastatic breast cancer diagnosis in March of 2015 at age 49 did not throttle my world or change it in the ways I’ve read about in blogs and books and in other personal narratives. Instead, my MBC diagnosis changed the way I’d heretofore approached the medical community and the decision process they used to… Read More Don’t be a Back Seat Driver