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The Pause
“After all,” Anne had said to Marilla once, “I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.” (~L.M. Montgomery) It seems this keyboard can only write…
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Big and Small Words and their Big and Small Feelings
I hear the word and immediately feel numb. My brain fogs and my vision clouds with unshed tears. I shake my head to try and clear my mind so I can comprehend what my doctor is saying. He shows me my scan. See, this spot here and then another one here and here. He has…
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Midnight Cancer
Midnight Cancer is a bottomless pit where voices echo around and around endlessly repeating the same prayer: oh God… Sooner or later, midnight cancer changes to morning cancer, brighter, more hopeful. Somewhere in the sun rises warm and round. Birds are singing. After a while, morning cancer melts into afternoon cancer where it hides among…
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Chemo Days
Thursday was a hard day. My body is adjusting to all the new meds I’m on with my chemo. Some of you have asked what it looks like. Here’s the rundown: I’m on three treatments. Every three weeks I go to the hospital for a chemo treatment. At home I take a chemo orally for…
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The Light Shines Through It
I recently finished reading “The Horse and His Boy” from the Chronicles of Narnia series by CS Lewis. It got me thinking… When darkness surrounds me, some days it might even feel as if it defines me—although it doesn’t really—there is misery and desperation. And yet, when Aslan bounds into it? My world becomes light…
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A Spring of Joy 