Only the Good

“I’m angry,” he said. “I know.”  I put my hands over his clenched fists. “How did you do it?” I shrugged.  I don’t really know. “Positive thinking?” I ask.   The whole Universe rushes forward to shush me. He growled.  In only the way he can. And that is the last time we talked. See you…

Lest We Forget

If I think of a month filled with the grim reaper … it’s November. Gone are the brilliant autumn colours.  Long gone are the vibrant heat waves of summer.  November is grey and barren and lifeless.  Not even a sprinkling of snow covers the bleakness of the month.  It’s too early to decorate for the…

My Obituary

My second creative writing course at the University of Toronto – Writing Through Reading – started three weeks ago.  I’ve been so busy getting well that I haven’t had the time or inclination to blog.   So sorry and thank you to those who reached out to see where my words were. Sharing my Week 1…

My Spirituality is Whole

Spirituality Through Illness. A topic I have not touched since being diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer is my spirituality. It has been with me throughout this journey. My faith that there is a God – perhaps not the same God that you were brought up to believe in – but nevertheless a God ……

Dust to Dust

Have you decided your funeral arrangements?  Have you even thought about them?  What, where, when and how do you want your body to spend its eternity returning to star dust? The options, these days, are endless. My emotions over the pending Chemo 4 infusion bubbled over today, and tears spilled over life & death, unresolved…