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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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the very essence of me

You know you are a dedicated blogger when, after puking your guts out at 2 AM, you think,  ”This is going to be great material for my next post.”   Welcome to my world. I will spare you the details … Continue reading

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turn on the quiet (or, not so fast, mr. vacuum)

Sunday, 11:30 AM: It’s an extremely cool thing to be married to someone who, at critical moments, knows me better than I know myself. I have this thing since cancer:  I really like being busy.  Running around.  Doing stuff. Multi-tasking. … Continue reading

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f*#% you very much, cancer

Thanks to global warming, this December 3 – my own personal designated cancer D-Day –  feels nothing like the corresponding day two years ago when I realized I was facing a battle with this truly mean-spirited disease.  Hence, no weather-triggered … Continue reading

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