True Romance October. It’s the most romantic month I know. Here’s why…. We are right in the middle of PinkTober—when our country wears pink bracelets, we watch NFL players make touchdowns in pink socks, and we practice “awareness” of breast cancer by eating yogurt in pink cups. And, it’s a nice gesture. But, What does… Continue reading True Romance and the Little Crayons
Monday, September 25, 2017 - I received a call from my oncologist in Houston. He was reading the results of my Pet Scan. I could hear the concern in his voice. “It’s worse than we thought…” He continued, “It originally appeared (in the x-ray) that your tumors were shrinking. With the more thorough Pet Scan,… Continue reading Three to Six.
I opened my eyes and saw tiny yellow stars. I peered up and stared at the ropes hanging from the ceiling and the dust-covered rafters... My face was on fire. Partially from embarrassment, but mostly because a grown-man had just hit me square on the nose by a 20-mile-per-hour dodgeball. "That's it," I thought. "I'm… Continue reading Hey, Athlete.
I am a rule follower who became a rebel. Here’s what happened. The Rule Book: Women like you are mothers with medium to long hair. You are at an age where you are grasping for youth, turning to needles and knives and expensive face treatments... You look tired. Do something about it now! Designer labels...… Continue reading The Rules
I received chemo on Tuesday, August 15th. It is Sunday and I've spent most of everyday since in bed. My pain levels are low. I'm not coughing very much. And, the scary "fog" of chemo hasn't been as bad this time. I've just been really tired and fatigued. Thank you for your prayers. My chemo… Continue reading Love and Chemo
Picture it: August 2004. Gainesville, Florida. A 24-year-old woman stood in a small meeting room on the University of Florida campus. She was head to toe in black Ann Taylor—a pencil skirt and matching blazer, to be specific. She was doing her best to look studious and serious. But, hidden underneath her polyester blouse was… Continue reading Trivial “Stuff”
I have to be honest. Cancer is terrible. The commercials on TV…The ones where pretty bald ladies high-five each other, all wearing pink, as they finish a 5K… The ones where sick children are smiling as they hug each other… They show a tiny portion of what cancer is like. Those moments are beautiful and… Continue reading The Darkness.
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