The Gist of Life

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cup of reality, please.

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Sometimes it’s not hearts and rainbows. Sometimes the sun’s rays don’t fix what’s broken. Sometimes life hands you a rotten lemon. Or in my case, slaps you with the ugly reality of taking a chemo pill and having cancer. Previous posts have suggested I make the most of life. I do. Sometimes I do this…

stuck

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Have you ever felt stuck? Or running in the middle of a rock and a hard place? What kinds of things to do you to cope? My status currently: stuck. Most of my previous posts have been about how I’m trying to enjoy the moments, enjoy life, etc… but sometimes my gears need some more…

a happy mind

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I dreaded the Saturday mornings when my mom used to tell me to clean and declutter my bedroom. Or if I heard the vacuum making it’s way down the stairs and eventually found it’s way into my room – while I was still sleeping, mind you! This event always took place after a late night…

oh, yeah.. 1 year scans.

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My grandma’s passing has been all I’ve thought about last week and this weekend. I had forgotten to blog about my year scans at the Mayo clinic on last Tuesday. ALL CLEAR! I met with a different doctor; normally I meet with Dr. Robinson, who knows exactly my goals and what I want to do…

it happened

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Yesterday at 2:15 my grandma joined the angels in heaven. It doesn’t seem real. I had gone and visited her again last Saturday and we talked over doughnuts; I told her stories of students in my classroom and she explained how much water Begonia flowers needed. Her bright, blue eyes still had so much life….

chemo ain’t got shit on me

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My title says it all. Of course, I’m sick again, (damn low white counts!), it’s never ending, my chemo is giving me a belly ache, and my students were balls of energy. Along with “lady problems”, it was a perfect storm of days. So what did I do? Got home, let Ace run around the…

the eve of one year

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As I’m approaching the year mark of being on chemo, my mind wanders. My mind retraces the steps of the past year. Fears, feelings, and memories float to the surface of the pool of darkness that I’ve tried to dry up. I find myself with tears in my eyes as I stare out across our…

Make it Count

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Sometimes we’re too quick to count the days, instead of making the days count.

shooting the arrow forward (sort of)

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After meeting with multiple doctors, making some tough decision, (to have surgery or not have surgery?), a plan was developed to move forward. My fabulous doctor at the Mayo Clinic did everything he was supposed to do. He comforted us and reminded us that I was going to be given the best care possible, and…

the big C

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Cancer. The big C. It’s a funny word, really. I’m sure we all know someone who has been diagnosed with cancer. Maybe it’s a loved one, maybe it’s someone you used to live by growing up… Does this word make a difference to you? Previous to my diagnosis, the word cancer didn’t have a big…