The novelty of cancer has started to wear off. The excitement (both good and bad) surrounding my diagnosis has begun to dissipate and I’m left feeling like a normal; albeit a little beat up, 36 year old mother to a 7 month old boy and partner to a 44 year old man. In my day … Continue reading One. By. One.
We bought a house. In Essex. In the exact neighborhood where we really wanted to live. We’re excited and scared and happy and relieved and nervous. As my friend Polly said, “when was the last time you bought something with that many zero’s attached to it?” Never. We close at the end of June. We’re … Continue reading The New Me in My Old Life
These are the shoes I wore to my first PET scan in October when they determined my cancer was only targeted to my throat. The Indian man I met who performed the scan commented on them explaining that they were a sign of luck in his country. “Peacock symbolism: Vision, Spirituality, Awakening, Guidance, Protection & … Continue reading What will stay and what will go?
It’s good news. My scans are clear. MY. SCANS. ARE. CLEAR!!! I don’t get to say “the cancer is gone,” or “I’m cancer free,” for another 5 years. But there are no signs of cancer in my body right now. And the big fat t2 tumor is GONE. We found out yesterday. Somehow both Mike … Continue reading YES!!
I’m writing on the plane ride back from our vacation in Aruba. We booked our trip in December when I needed “a light.” And the warm, bright sun certainly fulfilled that need. I can’t believe we made it to March and that our trip happened, that I still feel good and that we’re already heading home. I’m reminded of … Continue reading Quieting the Voices