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PERFECTION, or WHAT IS HARD

Last weekend, at the First Descents Climb-a-Thon, our belayer was, quite unexpectedly, a 14-year-old boy.  When the day began, I formed a climbing group with another cancer survivor, her brother and his girlfriend.  I liked them immediately.  There was a … Continue reading

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stillness

Stillness is invaluable.  Quiet feeds the soul. Surviving cancer, all I wanted was to move.  Run, ride, climb, dance, walk, create – anything to be in motion.  I wanted to reclaim all of the lost months, the days and weeks … Continue reading

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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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over my head: a yoga/cancer miracle

Today’s extraordinary lesson was about coincidence, unspoken connections, the unexpected and letting go. And all of that before 7 AM. Since January, I have been attending a weekly 6 AM core-strengthening yoga class.  It’s been revelatory.  It’s helped my running; … Continue reading

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endurance

For months on end, this was the safest place to excavate so much of my life after cancer – the struggles, the triumphs. The strange ambiguity of living after almost dying.  But there are so many enormous things happening now … Continue reading

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gut feeling

The dead of winter has officially arrived.  If it’s not snowing, it’s raining, sleeting and freezing.  Roads and sidewalks in our wooded suburban enclave have grown treacherous. Today, though bitter cold, was at least dry, so a few hours ago, … 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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