It’s time for my end-of-summer (or beginning-of-fall) blogging break. During my break, I plan to think about how to mark seven years of blogging. (I know, can you believe it?) I plan to work on several writing projects, visit some special people (and animals), think about how to best handle Pinktober this year, make progress (I hope) on my to-do list. Wait, who am I kidding? I don’t do to-do lists!
And of course, I will stop to smell the roses.
I did not need cancer to remind me to do that. No, I did not. I did that before cancer, too.
No epiphany. No profound lessons learned (that I’ll give cancer credit for anyway). No wake up call.
And no, I do not see myself as new and improved because of cancer. Nope, I do not.
I will continue resisting society’s standard, stale breast cancer narrative regarding how a person is supposed to do cancer and cancer survivorship, by now, you know the one I mean.
And I will not sugarcoat.
Count on it.
Greetings from Sophie and me via our backyard mini oasis! She thinks it’s totally hers. She might be right!
Did you stop to smell the roses before cancer?
Do you do it more often now?
How are you closing out summer and/or beginning fall?