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Skipping the Abyss - Writer-Photographer
If you’re from the American South, you don’t need me to explain the word rurnt. But for the rest of ya’ll not subjected to the subtly intricacies of meaning and the pure molasses mouthed mutilation of the pronunciation of perfectly innocent words, let me explain. First …
My husband knocked softly on the bathroom door. “It’s happening again.” I turn off the bathroom sink and yell through a mouthful of toothpaste, “What’s happening again?” In our house the phrase “it’s happening again” could mean many different things like, “Our daughter …
I often think of death. Not death in general, but the death of my husband. It’s often stupid selfish things like, who will bring me tea in the morning? What will I do with all of his model kits of half-naked cyborg/ insect women? A …
If you’re from the American South, you don’t need me to explain the word rurnt. But for the rest of ya’ll not subjected to the subtly intricacies of meaning and the pure molasses mouthed mutilation of the pronunciation of perfectly innocent words, let me explain. First …
Saving Dan’s Life… In April, Dan will have gone three years without the return of glioblastoma. This is unusual, some would even claim highly unusual. I would like to say that my love and the love of his family and friends has been an indomitable shield …
Scanxiety. Recently in the American Brain Tumor Association’s online support group, another caregiver used this term. It perfectly explains the panic attacks, loss of sleep and raw emotions that rear their ugly heads about a week before Dan’s MRI. It takes everything I’ve got to …
Sharon Salzberg’s 28 Day Meditation Challenge Starts Tomorrow! When my husband came home from the hospital after his craniotomy, our house was constantly full of visitors. Every one of them would say, “Rhonda, why don’t you go do something for awhile…we got this!” Finally, I …
So my daughter has decided to be vegan. REALLY? Okay, I get the whole “I don’t want to eat decaying flesh thing” but JESUS no animal products of any kind? Milk? Almond please…unsweetened. Cheese? Only the fake rubber stuff. Eggs? Okay, IF they come out …
When I saw this photo of my husband so cleverly manipulated by his dear friend and fellow artist, Anthony Mestas, I laughed my rear right off (only figuratively unfortunately). It is a perfect visual representation of how Dan felt on days two through four at …
In case you are just joining us on this blog adventure, my husband Dan was diagnosed with glioblastoma (brain cancer) in April 2013. Thus far we have been incredible lucky. Most people with glioblastoma do not make it very long. Not only has Dan survived, …
On Saturday I will be leaving my daughter, a senior in high school. I will be leaving my job and more importantly my paycheck. I will be leaving the house that I love in the little town that I love. I will be leaving my …
Last night my friend, Patty told me about a woman that was just diagnosed with brain cancer. My heart shattered as she unfolded this family’s monster sized challenge… four small children and a diagnosis of glioblastoma. In a matter of minutes I had dumped a …
Morrissey I don’t understand it. I can’t explain it. But it happened. Out of the blue, during spring break (God forbid!) I found myself neck deep in depression. I would have drank myself out of my depression but I was too depressed to drink. I …