Tag Archives: the journey of grief

Tinted Lenses

For reasons I don’t quite understand, I’ve been going back and reading my very first blog. Some of my older posts weren’t terrible; for every “Why do I deal with idiots?” post there were others that dealt with geeky thoughts … Continue reading

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On Olivia Newton-John

As you know, Olivia Newton-John’s breast cancer has returned and metastasized to her sacrum. I haven’t said much about this because, well, it makes me uncomfortable as hell. I’m pretty sure you can figure out as to why. To be honest, I … Continue reading

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When Helping Doesn’t Actually Help

As you know, I’m dealing with some pretty severe breast issues.  If you don’t know, or are a newer reader to this particular blog, I’ll sum it up: I have BRCA. To put it gently, my risk of developing breast … Continue reading

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On Oklahoma City

Today marks the twenty-second anniversary of the Oklahoma City bombing. My memories of this day are dim; I lived in North Carolina, so I didn’t know anyone personally who may have been affected. I do remember seeing the footage of the … Continue reading

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How Can I Miss You If You Won’t Go Away?

A few days ago, Prime flashed his iPod at me; on it was an email that he had just received. When I saw it, my heart twisted and my stomach dropped to the floor. It was from S______. Apparently, she had … Continue reading

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God as the Bystander Redux

So, there’s a follow-up to that terrible advice that Douglas gave to Gabrielle. It’s bad, really bad. So prepare yourselves, we’re goin’ in!

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Sometimes, I’m Not Okay

I admit it: some days, I’m not okay. There are days when I see that I’ve missed a call, only to discover it’s from my breast specialist and my heart falls to the floor. Or it’s from the scheduling area … Continue reading

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