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flat as a pancake

Hard truth:  even after weathering a cancer diagnosis, treatment and recovery – after achieving the kind of semi-permanent euphoria that comes with embracing life after almost dying – it’s possible to find yourself drained, beat-down and discouraged.  Nay, depressed.  It’s … Continue reading

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up off my knees

This morning on my run, less than ten minutes in, one of my favorite U2 songs, “PLEASE,”  came up on the shuffle.  As I strode along the now-familiar north side of Cooper River, these lyrics struck me:  ”So you never … Continue reading

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small steps, big love

Last week, my wonderful friend and gardening guru, Judy, came over to our new house.  It was a saturated, sunless late afternoon, so we were limited to drinking tea, standing in the sun room and surveying the back yard.  I … Continue reading

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possibility and promise

Yesterday, I spent a little time in the garden, pulling out the remaining dead growth from last year.  Although I will no longer be tending this garden, I wanted to make sure that all of the living things that are … Continue reading

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the RIGHT NOW! box

Last month, I visited the genetic counseling folks at Penn’s GI Practice.  I sat with a GI doctor, a genetics counselor, a genetics intern, and some other unidentified young physician.  Before I met with the lead doctor, the intern was … Continue reading

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love train

Did my last post come across as, well, homicidal?  I didn’t mean for it to.  I’m peace-loving, really.  To clarify, the only machine gun I would ever wield is one loaded with words; language is my best defense, my greatest … Continue reading

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shine on

When my husband and I moved into the house we have been renting for the last three and a half years, our heads promptly filled with visions of the happy life we would live here, even the family we would … Continue reading

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the sounds

I have long suspected that the reason I love music so much is because I lack a strong sense of smell.  For most people, the conventional wisdom is that smell is the primary trigger for memory.  Something else must be … Continue reading

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