Friday, 27 April 2007 @ 2:20pm •
Calling all Moms Alive! Are you a mother whose life has been touched by cancer? Do you have something to say? Something that needs to be heard? Whether you are in-treatment or post-treatment, I encourage you to share your personal “Survivor Story” with this Web site’s community. More…
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Wednesday, 28 March 2007 @ 8:13pm •
It’s official: I have now been cancer-free for one year. I observed the anniversary of my last chemo session on March 23 casually, but meaningfully, surrounded by my family, a good friend and some tasty Indian takeout.
While I now have a healthy head of new hair and am feeling 1,000 times better than I was one year ago, that period of intensity and insecurity doesn’t seem that far away. I am still that woman who was sick as a dog, and I have the scars—both physically and emotionally—to prove it. To disown her, to “other” her, as though she were some skeleton in some distant closet, would be dishonest and destructive. As I discuss in my blog entry this month, “A Sense of Wonder,” being present in this moment requires the integration of that recent past. More…
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Wednesday, 28 March 2007 @ 8:08pm •
I have a memory of being very young and at Girl Scout camp for the first time. I’m standing at the start of a trailhead surrounded by the wild oaks of the Osage Hills. I hear the roar of bugs dinning thickly in the humid Oklahoma heat. I am flooded with an overwhelming sense of possibility. What could lie beyond that first bend? I am an adventurer. I feel as though nobody has traversed this path before me.
Of course, this is not true. This trail has been traveled by many. It will not take me to exotic locales. But this is no matter. It is only that sense of wonder that matters, that feeling of being exquisitely suspended in the present moment.
We are often suspended in the present moment on our journeys as both mothers and cancer survivors. The feeling is not always as deliciously intoxicating as it was when we were young; we are often terrified of hypothetical situations, of where our paths might ultimately lead. But our tasks at hand, those trailheads we now find ourselves poised at, ask that we focus on what’s in front of us: Facing surgery. Getting through the next chemo treatment. They keep us grounded in the moment. More…
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