5 Years Cancer Free: Babies After Breast Cancer

When I first started thinking I’d be lucky enough to celebrate 5 years free of cancer, I imagined that I’d host a huge party with everyone I knew. The 5-year NED (“no evidence of disease”) mark is sort of a magic ticket in the cancer realm, a sign that, if you’ve managed to outrun aContinue reading “5 Years Cancer Free: Babies After Breast Cancer”

The Final Journey

You hear his voice in the family room,laughter as we gather aroundhis space,his stories,that very first trip around the globeto you–the first of many others,of journeys near and far,adventure in his heart.You see the sunset a visual serenade,the melody that mirrors our loss.Maybe the path of his final journeyis paved in vibrant sunsets,one of hisContinue reading “The Final Journey”

Picnic Mediation

in the shadow of our backyard, family surgedin the shadow of trees, a picnic emergedin the shadow of the playset, children snickeredin the shadow of late afternoon, the daylight glittered in the shadow of the unknown, we exchange glancesin the shadow of smoke, fire dancesin the shadow of fear, hope still catches I wrote thisContinue reading “Picnic Mediation”

Where the Seven Rivers Meet

this city that knit our hearts togetherrippling under a setting sunof Kool-Aid colored yarns and heathersthe rivers weaving together to oneunder sunlight’s gaze we’ll stay a whilecatching memories in butterfly netsbasking in nature’s soothing smileany worries this place will surely forgetwe’ll sing the scores of the bluff and rivers, the hidden alleys and burnished brick,cozyContinue reading “Where the Seven Rivers Meet”

Taproots

Burrowed underthe surface,secreted shadowsthat swirl sandand flooded landwith God’s hand.I’ll masquerade as a poeta little longer,learning to findmyself beneath my words, expose my owntaproots. Shortly into remission from stage three cancer, I was joking with my primary care physician: “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?” “Well,” she said, surprisingly hesitant. “It makes youContinue reading “Taproots”