"I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to 'cut back.' From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible."
(Erma Bombeck)

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Confession & Blogging: Good for the Soul

I started this blog in 2008 as a way to let my friends and family know how my cancer treatment was going. I had no idea at the time how therapeutic writing would be for me. As time went on and I finished my treatment, I continued to share my thoughts and feelings about cancer and many other things in my life.

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Getting to know you

I'm a little nervous to post this blog entry because of my fear of having no responses (it seems people prefer to stay in lurking mode), but this could be fun if you want to participate.

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Guilty Dog

I spend a lot of time writing about heavy subjects--pondering the meaning of life and all. It all started with my cancer diagnosis in 2008. Although I still want to write about many of the same topics, I'd like to change it up a bit around here.

I had an "interesting" day at work today . . . everything was fine until a conversation with an unhappy person. Funny how ill treatment put such a damper on my mood. That's why I appreciated this "Guilty Dog" video so much. Made me laugh. Now I can go to bed with a lighter heart.

It's the little things in life.


Now where did I put my scepter?

Recently, I asked my husband if he would be interested in being a guest writer for my blog. He said he'd think about it. He's really an excellent writer and a voracious reader--he could write about any number of topics. He's also a very busy guy, so it may be awhile before his writing makes an appearance here, unfortunately.

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Once upon a time . . .

Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives. He loved the fourth wife the most. He adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best.

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Be still, my stretching heart

I’ve now been a high school teacher for almost six months and just last week, I became aware of a peculiar and unanticipated side effect: my heart is growing bigger. Of course, I’m not referring to my actual, physical heart, but my ability to have compassion—and dare I say?—even love for my students.

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One step closer to normal

Three days ago, I had a medical procedure that brought me one step closer to “normal” since ending cancer treatment (as if that will ever happen): I had my porta-cath removed.

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