When Your Little Sister Turns Out To Be Your Hero
inkspots53@hotmail.com My youngest sister doesn’t look like a strong woman. A “do-rag” covers her shiny bald head and these days she’s tipping the scales at just over 100 pounds. She isn’t much of a...
View ArticleReflecting on Lessons Learned
Lying on a gurney in the radiation room at my Cancer Treatment Center, I count up to 16. “You’re Number 16,” I say to the kind fellow prepping me for my morning CAT scan — Number 16 in a long line of...
View ArticleWhen Cancer Enters Your Landscape
My friend sat at her daughter’s bedside, holding her hand, whispering prayers as the daughter lay in the Intensive Care Unit. This young, single mother had just barely survived an automobile crash. The...
View ArticleIt’s True: There’s No Time Like the Present
Hanging on the wall above my desk is a tiny German clock. One of my sons gave it to me for Christmas a year ago. Just like a grown-up cuckoo clock, this one must be wound daily. Though it is beautiful...
View ArticleWhen Cancer Is Her Truth, She Needs You: Write for 31 Days
It was a beautiful Fall day, a good day for the three of us “sisters from another mister” to share some shopping, fellowship, sushi. And, oh yes, a mammogram. One of my friends had a scare in the past,...
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