Experiencing the good old days while they happen
So, when I started writing poetry again, I told myself I wasn't going to share it here. Personally, I love poetry, but it's definitely polarizing medium. Most people, love it or they hate it- there just aren't many who say, Poetry? Meh. I could take it or leave it... But last week, I actually think …
Last summer we went to the beach, as we always do. I have spent years honoring the sea turtles, watching for the trails of the mothers making their clumsy way up the sand, weighed down by the lack of bouyancy on land. I have hovered over new nests until the turtle patrol arrived to rope …
One of the more difficult parts of chemo for me is looking sick. Weird, right? I mean, I have my vanities, as we all do, but for the most part I'm just as happy to schlep around in my pajama pants make-up free as I am to dress up and layer on my earrings like …
I took my first chemotherapy on Friday, which went as well as possible. For those following along, I will have five or six (depending on my tolerance) conventional chemotherapy treatments - meaning I will go bald, potentially barf constantly ( so far so good on that front ), my bones will ache from head to …
I have tried for a month to find a way to describe the swooping, nauseating, internal tectonic shift I felt both physically and existentially on the night of September 22, the night I felt a random spear of pain in my left breast while changing into my pajamas, and pressed my hand to it. There …
This summer held some big moments for me. Traditionally, I am opposed to summer, at least, I am opposed to summer in the south. It's hot, sticky, miserable and this year seems to bring with it a plague of ants. I sequester myself inside for survival and then become restless because I really need to …
It's been a -strange, confusing, exhausting, brilliant, joyful, packed, hot, stressful, unexpected - few weeks. I planned to write about the graduation of the childrens, and I likely still will, but not today. I think I'm still unpacking all the emotions from feeling like I crossed some sort of parenting finish line both much sooner …
