March 6, 2013 marks five years since my mother died from metastatic breast cancer. Sometimes it seems like it was only yesterday. Sometimes it seems like ages ago. As it should, time continues on. Time stops for no one. Five years feels like one of those memorable markers, one of those milestones in the grieving …
Loss
The following is an excerpt from my memoir. I still often think about “that time” when my mother was dying from metastatic breast cancer. The memory is part of what drives me to continue advocating. Time is an elusive thing, and yet, time is everything.
I’m sticking with the award theme this week it seems… Do you watch any of the various award shows on TV? There are quite a few these days aren’t there? Do you plan to watch the upcoming Oscars? I’ll be watching. I love movies. Dear Hubby loves movies. My whole family loves movies.
Do you remember your very first loss? I don’t mean when you lost or misplaced something you cared about, I mean the first time you lost someone or something you truly loved. The first loss I recall is when our much loved black and brown dachshund named Penny died when I was ten years old. …
As I’ve mentioned before, February is a loaded month for me. It’s a month heavy-laden with dates and reminders. February was when cancer, the uninvited guest, first came calling and never “left the table”. February 2008 was when my mother’s metastasized cancer took an ugly turn for the worse and we reluctantly admitted her into …