The hubs and I were fortunate enough to attend the Komen Nebraska Pink Ribbon Affair last night. I say "fortunate enough" because when I was diagnosed in September, I questioned …
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That Cancer Stuff
Middlest: "Mommy. You know how you said I could see your boobs after they got cutted off?" Me: Er, did I? Middlest: "You did. I want to see them right now." Me: "Not …
Easter. I like Easter. It lines up with spring. It lines up with new. Newness. Hope. Fresh hope. He is risen. I just dig it. And every so often, we try to …
I've talked about home before. Quite a bit in fact. I don't hide my love and affinity for the map dot south of Lincoln, Nebraska where I was fortunate enough to …
I have to share something with you. I stared at my boobs last night. I did. I was putting cream on my nipple {which is only something you can get …
Middlest: "Mom {in a loud whisper}..." Me: Yes, Jo. Middlest {continuing in a loud whisper}: Remember how we talked about how you were going to get your boobs cut off? Me: Yes, Jo. Middlest …
So, my boobs are filled with air. Truly. The space that used to be comprised of breast tissue is now a cavern. Okay, maybe not a cavern. But a bubble? …
I did it. I had a party last night. I'm sorry I didn't invite you but it wouldn't have been very much fun. And I decided, it was my party …
I think I will always consider September 8th to be my cancer-versary. People will talk about the day as one they will never forget. The day they found out they …
I wake to the alarm on his phone. The Mr. sets his alarms before bed. He is the more lucid of the two of us when waking from slumber. And …
