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Tag Archives: dreams
this is why we write
Recently, a lovely young woman who just completed treatment for her advanced ovarian cancer told me that reading my blog was “the first time she felt hope.” She offered these words so honestly, with such straight-forwardness; I was quite taken … Continue reading
Posted in adoption, fellow fighters, First Descents, Life After Cancer, Writing
Tagged 2008, donuts, dreams, Earl, First Descents, hope, June 11, Limbo, suspended animation, Wyoming
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believed, seen: a dream comes true
When a dream comes true after cancer, it carries a certain extra heft. It need not be a dream of life-altering magnitude, like having a child. It can be something much smaller, even seemingly trivial, like getting up close with … Continue reading
Posted in fellow fighters, Life After Cancer, music, Philadelphia
Tagged dreams, First Descents, friends, queue, social media, Twitter, U2
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ghost child
This evening as I was leaving work, one of my colleagues, who was my office-mate when my nephew was born six years ago, asked me how he was doing. Actually, her exact words were, “How’s my man doing?,” and I … Continue reading
Posted in adoption, Family, Film, Infertility, Life After Cancer
Tagged adoption, Bubz Junior, chemotherapy, dreams, fertility treatment, genes, ghost child, gratitude, grief, infertility, menopause, nephew, peace, pregnancy, Rabbit Hole
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