One of the first thoughts that crossed my mind when we ushered in 2018, was gosh, it’s ten years since Mother died. Ten years. A whole decade. One-tenth of a century. 120 months. 520 weeks. 3,650 days. That old cliche, it still feels like yesterday fits. So does that other one, it seems like a …
Death
For some, there will be tears at Christmas, and this is okay. The holiday season doesn’t feel festive for everyone. For some, it’s a rough time of year. If you’re feeling sad or even dreading the holidays, this post is for you. Some might say, there she goes again writing about loss, grief and tears …
When your advocacy efforts revolve around breast cancer, hurt happens. When your advocacy efforts often focus specifically on metastatic breast cancer, hurt is inevitable. Not only is it inevitable, hurt happens again and again and again. The reason is obvious, or should be by now. Too many keep dying from metastatic breast cancer. Too many. …
My dad died on July 23rd last year. So now, according to the calendar anyway, I’ve come full circle. I’ve made it through an entire year, 365+ days have passed. Now what? Should I feel better? Should I have moved on? If not, why not? After all, the death of a parent is in the …
Fireworks and Another Fourth of July. For those who live in the USA, July fourth is kind of a big deal. Many have the day off from work and/or school (thank you to those who provide essential services, holiday or not). Some take vacations. Some plan backyard barbecues. Some go to movies. Some start counting …