Piece Work
I am learning to quilt. Well actually, until just this moment, I have been devoted to learning about quilting.
Beyond Breast Cancer
Back in the Saddle
I started riding again, which is true if you think of riding in very loose terms. It wasn’t hard. It also was not
Sixteen
Two weeks ago we met with our oncologist and I mean that in the very personal and possessive sense of
Recuperating with Dogs
Life goes on. How utterly simple and confounding. The essential acts of waking and sleeping and being (relatively) alive and conscious will
Normal Days
I have only lost “normal” to the extent that I thought that I “had” normal in the first place. I do not want my past life back. I do not want it, because it is not mine to have. I want the life I have now, this present moment.
Turn the Truck Around
Fear can take up a lot of room, if given even half a chance. In spite of your mighty efforts at optimism,
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