F@%k Cancer, Part 6

She's not getting any better. Back in August when the tumor, which looks like two masses, they told us she had three to six months to live without chemo or radiation treatments. We are on month four of six, in hospice care, waiting for the 9.0 earthquake inside her head that erases her from existence.... Continue Reading →

F@%k Cancer, Part 5

I need time to stop. For the seconds to slowly trickle and the minutes to last a lifetime. I'm not ready to see days turn into nights, to be closer and farther away... There I was once more, running through airports last minute - MSP and JFK this time - to run to my mother's... Continue Reading →

F@%k Cancer!

62 years. Is this all we get? She was supposed to grow old and gray. Maybe even die peacefully in her sleep at age 102, after reaping the rewards of the years she saved for retirement, for our colleges. Damn, she even saved for the grandkids that life never meant to deny her; the children... Continue Reading →

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