vintage me . . . I’m still here
On the first day or the last day of every school year, I force my daughter to pose for a …
Tag Archives: mastectomy
in my hands
Even when rendered illogical and unreasonable, she by raging adolescent hormones, me by the effects of Tamoxifen, we are as two …
‘spared’ & other euphemisms in cancer country
Throughout the day, I have caught myself looking at the clock, wondering what I missed on January 19th one year …
hand ballet
Fourth Day: Celebrating the Ordinary Graceful and elegant, my daughter’s fingers catch the sun spilling through the window. For a …
Day 8: A one sided conversation
Today’s WEGO Health Activist Writer’s Month challenge is to recap an awesome conversation I had this week, perhaps in the form …
