My third chemo treatment was on Tuesday, and it’s taken a day for all the news to settle in. My doctor reviewed the results of last Friday’s PET scan with me – the first scan since ten rounds of radiation and two rounds of chemotherapy – scheduled to determine whether any of the treatments... Continue Reading →
Some of you may not know of Charles Eisenstein. I am grateful to tell you that I know him. I spent a long weekend with him, his dear wife, and 28 other strangers-at-the-time on retreat near Asheville last summer, exploring the Space Between Stories. That is where we all live now, you and I, as individuals... Continue Reading →
Laurel made this hat for me while she was here for New Years' weekend.
Losing my hair wasn’t at all what I expected. After the first chemo treatment I was watching for it to fall out, not knowing whether I’d wake up to find it all on my pillow or whether it would just start to thin and slowly disappear. Neither! I’ve never been able to ‘leave well enough... Continue Reading →
When I first learned that I had cancer, one of my earliest thoughts, believe it or not, was “I wonder if Justine will make me a hat when I lose my hair….” When I first shared my diagnosis, my sweet friend Justine Dennis responded, “What kind of hat do you want?” Many of you know Justine,... Continue Reading →
One Eccentric Contemplative 