A Little About Love & Life Lessons, Oh, and Cancer. Don't forget about the Cancer.
It's been a minute since I've written. And I have so much to write about, yet every time I sit down to type, I just can't put it together. My thoughts are everywhere. My brain never shuts off. My sleep is interrupted by thoughts of treatment, memories of my dad, worries about my kids and... Continue Reading →
So, a few weeks ago, I started my chemo treatment up again. We were all hoping for a long remission, but five short months later, here we are, every week until at least August. Fun. After having that time off, I must admit, I dreaded the weekly visit to Dana Farber. I dreaded the blood... Continue Reading →
My dad was a car guy. His whole life, he worked on cars, read about cars, put together models of cars, and drove some pretty cool cars. His favorite, hands down, was his old El Camino. Brown. Ugly as hell, but man did he love that thing. No matter what other cars he had over... Continue Reading →
I'm feeling a lot of things. And when I feel all the feels, I write. So, here I am typing away trying to work out what's in my head and heart. I'm just gonna bullet point it for a sec. My dad died two months ago. I'm not okay with that. Like, at all. Shortly... Continue Reading →
Patrick just turned 18 yesterday. My second born. My second c-section baby. My first was so traumatic with an emergency c-section. With Patrick, I curled my hair, put on makeup and grabbed my white fur swing coat, as we headed out the door. Shawn and I listened to our favorite songs on the ride from... Continue Reading →
The alarm went off this morning at 5:30 a.m. Today's the day. Today I go back through those glass double doors, that lead to my oncologist. Today's the day I find out about my cancer. After finding a lump, having it removed, and then finding two more within a day, I knew it was back.... Continue Reading →
I couldn't sleep last night, Dad. I've got that biopsy this morning, and as hard as I wanted to just close my eyes and fall asleep, the thoughts of the last biopsy kept me awake. Two years ago. A simple procedure. One biopsy that turned into three, with eleven samples taken. The prognosis: Stage 4... Continue Reading →
My folks used to listen to music daily. It was part of their lives; Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennett, and Andy Williams, to name a few. Every day around 5 p.m. they'd sit together in their sun-drenched living room, or in the Summer, out by the pool, and they'd have a glass of wine and talk... Continue Reading →
Today's the 17th. Just a date on the calendar. Mid-January. No big deal. But it is. It's been one month since my dad died. How did a month go by already? I still feel broken. I still go to bed an hour early, so I can sit with my thoughts, and cry openly without worrying... Continue Reading →
So yesterday was my mom's 80th birthday. My dad wanted to have a big party for her, but with his passing just a few weeks ago, my mom just couldn't bring herself to see all of the friends and family that were just at the wake and funeral. So my brother and I opted for... Continue Reading →
It was meat raffle night at the Cathay Center. It was also karaoke night. Two of my favorite things brought together by the Boy Scouts. Oh, and the obvious - Chinese food. Can you say trifecta? But tonight, I wasn't feeling it. I didn't feel like being social. I wanted to stay home and curl... Continue Reading →
Mid-twenties, I had moved from my first apartment on the hill, to a pink house on a quiet one-way street. It had an enclosed front porch, crown moldings and hardwood floors. I was in heaven...for about three months, until I realized I couldn't actually afford this cute pink house on a quiet one-way street. I... Continue Reading →
According to Dolly 