cancer sucks
-
The time on my computer says 7:10am. I click off my computer with a heavy heart. My cheeks are burning with shame and part exhaustion. I just read an email from a client about all the mistakes I made on the last batch of work. I crumble with the humiliation of my unprofessionalism for mistakes…
-
The look on my four-year-old daughter’s face says it all. She just handed me an invite in the shape of a tea cup with her hand written letters on the front, “Mommy.” It invites me to the pre-school’s Mother’s Day Tea for the first hour of class. At the bottom in italics, No siblings please.…
-
As a tweetaholic I have seen the buzz surrounding #momthevote. I can appreciate the need to get moms to the polls. We need to vote for what is best for our families. It was not the same for our parents. Many households now have both parents working just to survive. Costs have sky rocketed. At…
-
As a kid you wait for the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus. As a teenager you wait for the school bell and to grow up. As an adult you wait for the promotion and Fridays. A soon-to-be parent waits for the stick to turn blue and to teach their child to tie their shoe. As…
-
Medical Details of my Sister’s Attacker. For What Its Worth Intraductal carcinoma is a condition in which abnormal cells are found in the lining of a breast duct. The abnormal cells have not spread outside the duct to other tissues in the breast. In some cases, intraductal carcinoma may become invasive cancer and spread to…
-
What is germ cell cancer? Germ cells are the cells in the body that develop into sperm and eggs. They are mainly found in the ovary or testicle. But they can sometimes be left behind in other parts of the body from when you developed in the womb. Germ cell tumours can develop from these…
-
As soon as I hit end call on my iPhone my tears poured down my face like it was in a race. My nose began to drip. My heart feels ripped in half. My grief rushes through my whole body like salt in an open wound. Here we go again. It is the night before…
-
After all that is grief,my two-year old reminds me of joy.
-
As posted this week at amotherworld.com The tears race down my cheeks uncensored. The shock allows the floodgates to open before I realize my 4 year old is watching me. I warble out to my husband who is steps away, “He died.” I feel paralyzed in the living room chair. My husband comes over to…
-
Grief sneaks up at your door when you do not look. It appears in the least unexpected times in one life. Grief is not neatly written in a book. It is ugly and dark. Grief does not stop at one loved one. It takes its greedy hands on everyone in sight. Grief took over my…