Sometimes, without intending to, I seem to torture myself with unnecessary punishment. After surviving Christmas (sans J) without a single tear, I made the impossibly stupid decision to dig out my wedding rings. They’ve been tucked away for months now, unseen but not forgotten. I looked at them for a moment or two, shiny and pretty in their… Continue reading Final Firsts
I was approached about a month ago by the Heather, author of this post, with a simple plea:Help me share my story. I sat on the idea for a day or two, wondering if my blog was the right place for this story but I came to realise that the right place for this… Continue reading A Guest Post: Coming to Grips with Mesothelioma
What will you do differently in 2013? As 2012 wraps up, I find this question wiggling out of the woodworks and tripping me as I walk down my little path of life. What will I vow to work on in the upcoming year? Healthier eating? More meditating? Better work ethic? Less stress? The answer is… Continue reading Resolve
I am a worrier. It’s one of those little quirks that I can’t seem to shake. I’ve tried, trust me. I worry about everything, from the possibility that I may one day have cancer to having my apartment broken into, F getting sick, something bad happening to my parents and little things like losing my… Continue reading Worry
We survived Christmas. In truth, it was highly unlikely that I wouldn’t make it through the day but it was a real fear for me nonetheless. After spending the better part of the last two months almost totally alone, being around family was a precarious combination of stressful and relaxing, alternating between the two quicker… Continue reading Boring Day
