I have two left feet; my son Channing is a fantastic dancer. So what could be more terrifying than having almost a hundred people watching us dance?
Not dancing.
When I was diagnosed with an aggressive form of breast cancer in April 1998, Channing was seventeen, and our daughter Sara was twenty. My husband... Read more
April 23, 1998 Thurs. 7 am
"I have breast cancer. Dr. F’s nurse called a little after 5 pm to tell me. . . .
C was in the bathroom flossing his teeth, but he came back into the bedroom because he could tell something was wrong. When I told him, he was stunned and said, ‘I can’t believe it.’ We... Read more
When I was about 21, I felt a hard place at the top of my right breast. Of course, I started worrying that I might have breast cancer, but I was too scared to call the doctor about it. But when I went for my next check-up, I told him I found a lump. He felt it and said, “That’s not a lump. That’s your... Read more
So many sad stories can make hanging around in the cancer community
downright depressing some days. Even the stories of triumphant survival
include permanent loss. The surgery and drugs that save lives often leave
side effects like lymphedema or neuropathy.
This week eleven years ago, I had a biopsy for
a type of... Read more
Maybe you're the one the office staff turns to for a tribute poem at the retirement banquet. Maybe you write whole plays in rhyme for the children's program at church. Maybe you haven't thought about poetry since the dreaded 8th grade poetry project.
Whatever your past experience with poetry, try using it to help you through... Read more