At the risk of being predictable, I am facing this abbreviated week of Thanksgiving with thoughts of gratitude. I am, of course, grateful for a lot of the things that many of us will give thanks for on Thursday: family, friends, the ability to create and make and do…the ability to love and be loved. All of those things are the cornerstone of any other thing, large or small, for which I am grateful, every day of the year.Continue Reading
At the beginning of October, I was invited to speak at the Living Beyond Breast Cancer conference in Memphis, Tennessee. Now, I had never been to such an event before, so I was delighted to participate and to learn more about this wonderful organization. There were knowledgeable speakers and informative events and it was a well-planned and well-organized weekend. But what impressed me the most had nothing to do with what was on the agenda (though it was impressive!). What impressed me most was how much love was in that space. How people who had never met before that weekend connected, supported each other, and extended so much love and generosity of spirit. How two (and Continue Reading
Not long ago, in early August, I was wandering around Costco, looking to find water balloons they had carried only weeks before. It was still hot and there were a few good pool parties on the horizon that would have welcomed a water balloon fight. I did not find water balloons, but I was mildly dismayed to find jack o’lanterns and the beginnings of Halloween decorations.
Last year I had a similar experience at Halloween. The air was cool, the trees draped in gorgeous full colors of the season, and walking into a drug store I saw something I wish I had taken a picture of: two decorations standing side by side for your purchasing pleasure–a skeletal Continue Reading
I am writing this under “Half Baked”, but truth be told, it’s more like “Quarter Baked”. Maybe even “Mostly Raw”. Usually when I sit to write, I have a sense of clarity and purpose. I feel solid and collected. This isn’t the case for me this week. The last few weeks have been hard. I feel a little beat up, if I’m being honest with you. And so it is hard to get it together, to piece together my thoughts in a way that feels meaningful.Continue Reading
This morning I sat to write this post, and shortly thereafter, my seven year-old daughter woke up. She stopped by for a cuddle and within minutes was buzzing about the house, asking questions and talking to the pets and puttering about. As I sat, staring at my computer screen, I heard her ask me, “Will you play with me?” And I wish I could say that I easily put everything down and went to play with her. But I hemmed and hawed and thought about all the Continue Reading
Well now, this is unorthodox, but it turns out I have a few more things to say, in a disjointed fashion, about moving through pain. If you haven’t read “Pain is Where the Change Happens”, start there and then come back to this, the most appealingly named “Pain Addendum”.
The first is this, taken from a talk I recently gave at the Association of Oncology Social Workers (AOSW) annual conference in Denver CO: