Dawn of a New Year – 5778

Shanah Tovah!   Yesterday – at sundown – was the start of Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year.  The sun dawned this morning in the new year of 5778 according to the Jewish Calendar. My middle name is Dawn. 5777 signified – to me – a blessed year.  Five symbolizes God’s grace.  The number five shows…

September Blues

There is something different about a blue sky in September. Perhaps – like polarized sunglasses – the approaching equinox changes the light. The blue deepens. There is less glare from summer heat waves. The sky is cloudless. And empty. And eerie. TIFF – Toronto International Film Festival – was in town, as it always is…

A New Book for University

This young man has had to put his life on hold for me more than once, but these last nine months have been especially trying. My cancer diagnosis has eclipsed the family’s stability. Matt has seen me at my best and my worst. He has sat with friends, wringing his hands, wondering if I would…

My Glass is Half Full!

I was driving home from the Cancer Centre last week … stopped at a red light. I looked over to the right and BAM! I was rear-ended by a truck. Thankfully I was stopped far enough back that I didn’t hit the car in front of me, but I was thrown forward a good five…

My Advice to Graduates

As the summer of 2017 starts and schools end … I watch as the children of family and friends graduate and move on to next chapters in their lives. I pause … and wonder what advice would I give to someone so fresh and new to the world?  Their (hopefully) whole life ahead of them? …

Carly … My souldog

We shouldn’t have Carly.  I almost didn’t take her.  When I realized we had walked into a puppy mill, I told 12-year-old Matthew that we wouldn’t be taking a puppy.  I had picked him up at a Friday night birthday party, and driven 1.5 hours to Colborne, Ontario to get this pup on July 16,…

Chemo 3 done … 13 to go!

I think I deserve a celebration of sorts!  And I didn’t want you to think chemotherapy was all exhaustion and feeling on the verge of vomiting! This round – knock on wood – hasn’t been so bad.  Today is Day 3, which has been the morning I woke up feeling like death warmed over.  But…

Foxy Roxy!

Introducing Roxy!  You’ve met Heather and Sophie … it was time to introduce the wig I chose – or rather, it chose me – to be most like my real hair. I’ve always had curly hair – but wanted straight hair – the grass is always greener … I would spend hours blow-drying and feathering…

“You almost make me want cancer!”

“Nobody does cancer like you do!” “They (the nurses and doctors) will never forget you!” “You almost make me want cancer!  How do you manage to make even cancer look like an adventure?!” I take those comments as compliments!  Yes … I am giving cancer a different (fresh) face and attitude.  You get to see…

Oh, Heather … You didn’t!

Do honey browns with blonde highlights have more fun?  You bet they do!  Even with cancer! That’s me … second from the left in front wearing white like an angel … Thirteen days after I had my first chemo infusion, I lost most of my hair and had the rest of it shaved off.  Saying Ciao…

The Fox

Lots of new readers – and I needed to remind myself that I used to look ok – so I decided to share how the fox became part of my persona.  Welcome!  Some of you I haven’t chatted with in years, and it is truly lovely to reconnect. You can clearly see my love of…

Telling my story

This is going to be one of those braindumps that bleed out my fingers before I can really think it through, so hang in there! Many years ago at the start of my career, I took Project Management classes.  On the first day of our Intro class, the teacher told us that since we were…