breaking

I have seen my father break. Crushed under the weight of the illness and death of his own father when I was a teenager. Then again when cancer took his mother and only brother within mere weeks of each other. I know what it looks like when my father breaks. And there is no shame... Continue Reading →

when your friends have cancer

My friends are sick. Two of them, from completely different circles in my life. I am what they have in common. That, and cancer. Bone cancer, breast cancer. They want to take my friend's jaw completely off. They've already taken part of my friend's breast. A singer's jaw. A mother's breast. Life is full of... Continue Reading →

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