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Tag: Mom

  • Christmas with Cancer

    I haven’t made time to write much. This cancer has had me so focused on my treatment, the next steps, what steps are coming up. To catch you up on everything, I was diagnosed with breast cancer in February. I underwent a minor surgery in March to have my port installed. I then started chemo…

  • Drinks at Dusk

    I’m thinking about starting a podcast. Not because I feel like the next Jay Shetty. Here’s the basis for it. I know a lot of interesting people; Ordinary but also really extraordinary people. They have some incredible stories. I love stories. I also feel like I have the gift of gab along with a couple…

  • In case you were wondering…

    In case you were wondering…

    Cancer sucks. Chemo sucks. Baldness sucks. Broken peeling fingernails suck. Dry mouth sucks! Chest aches suck! Exhaustion sucks! Nausea sucks! I’m halfway through chemotherapy! I only have 4 more sessions to endure. I hear that the new medication that I’ll be given is easier. I’m hopeful. The red devil is truly a devil. At times,…

  • To Laugh

    I’ve decided… I’m going to focus on laughing more. The more I talk to the people close to me, the more I realize that the death of my parents took me away from me.  As I am slowly healing, less people are afraid to point it out. I am not the same person I used…

  • My Way Home

    My Way Home

    I lived 6 different places before the age of 8. Lately, I’ve been thinking about those places, what they were like, what life was like, etc. I try to remember what my room looked like, the names of friends, my teachers. I do remember being home alone a lot. My mom worked. And we had…

  • Flop

    Flop

    I was attempting to walk into Walmart with my 3 kids when this occurred. I made it halfway.  Walmart parking lots are always huge.  It was 100+ degrees outside.  I was due to be at work in a couple hours so I was in a hurry.  My work shift assignment was a private party for…

  • Happy Birthday Mom!

    Happy Birthday Mom!

    St. Patrick’s Day will never be the same. Life is not the same. I don’t want to dwell today. But I certainly need to process this day without her in it. My husband, boys, and myself took the day off from our responsibilities today. We are headed to Laguna. When my parents split, my mom,…

  • Mother

    He rarely sleeps in the car.  But his temperature is over 100, he’s been sent to the school nurse, and I’ve just picked him up from school.  He was at Urgent Care approximately 1 month ago screaming from the pain of an ear infection.  He was sent home last week as well for a temperature…

  • Where is the life that I recognize?

    Where is the life that I recognize?

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  • Our baby’s feet

    Our baby’s feet

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