This essay on love, friendship, and the beautiful feminine energy is dedicated to Jamie Coronado. Jamie and I went to high school together. Last week, she was killed in a car accident. She was driving her daughter to a sports event. Jamie read and shared every one of my blog posts, asking her friends and… Continue reading Three Decades.
Here's an update. No fluff. No funny or sad stories. No attempts at humor or wisdom. Just the facts. Peace and love, V - Today, at 11:30, I have surgery to add a mediport. This is a bottle-cap sized device that is inserted into the left upper part of my chest. It connects a tube… Continue reading July 27th Update
Some of you may know that I used to have another blog. (I’m going to transfer the essays to this website. But, if you really want to, you can check it out here.) One of our local new stations did a news story about it. A news crew came to my house and it was… Continue reading There You Are: Why I Needed a New Start
Monday was a long day. We had five hours between appointments. "Let's get out of here," Will suggested. I was happy to oblige. MD Anderson is a wonderful place. It is a world of innovation and groundbreaking medical treatments. I have experienced such kindness and hope from many of the doctors and medical staff. The… Continue reading When Oceans Rise: Chemo One
I am embarrassed to say that I love being right. It is childish and and annoying and probably a sign of insecurity. Am I right? I bet I am. Do you remember the scene in the movie Clueless where high-school aged Cher schooled her step-brother's super-smart college girlfriend? It went like this: Heather: It’s just… Continue reading If Loving You is Wrong…
"You should talk to Donna House. She started a support group for women diagnosed with Stage IV disease." I read this line over and over again. It had been a very long day. My husband and I were sitting in bed in our downtown Houston hotel room. We were both checking emails. His were… Continue reading I’m Stage IV?