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Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.

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I have been asked if E’s cancer changed anything.  What a preposterous question.  Of course it changed things.  It changed everything. But that’s not the question really...

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Godspeed Bessie.

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On the day before 94-year old Bessie died, she announced to her younger son Larry that she was breaking out. Clear out of the blue. A declaration of independence so foreign to her...

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Lessons in Gratitude and Patriotism.

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Grateful and patriotic.  That’s how I felt last weekend when E and I escaped again to the mainland.  This time there weren’t any medical procedures tagged onto the end of...

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Tick Tock.

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Start. Stop. Slow down. Speed up. Wait. Proceed with caution. The traffic signs of the Big C trip. We’re forced to walk when all we really want to do is run.  For our lives. ...

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Mad as Hell.

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This post comes with a WARNING.  What you’re about to read may make you uncomfortable.  Or mad. I’m mad.  Mad as hell.  What do I do with all this seething anger?  I...

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Alphabet Soup of Emotions.

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I feel so many things. I’m a mixed bag of sentiments since this cancer thing with E began. Maybe like Lady Gaga, I was born this way. And E’s illness has just magnified, and...

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The Escape Artists.

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Sometimes I just want to escape.  Get away from it all.  Take off. Break out.  I have fantasies about this.  They usually go something like this. I’m in the truck, or some...

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Today.

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I usually like to keep a bit of time and distance between me and the stories I tell.  Sometimes years like I have with the Diaries of The Breadman’s Daughter.  With others,...

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Take Two. Let’s Start Over.

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Sometimes I just want to start over. Tear out the page. Crumple it up.  Toss it into the nearest garbage can. Press delete. Delete. Delete. Begin again. Change everything....

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The Weekend from Hell.

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It was the weekend from hell. A topsy turvy terrifying roller coaster ride.  One moment we could see sunlight and the possibility of rosy days.  Only to be sucked into the...

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