Tagged: Quietus

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Some “light reading”

Last night as I lay in bed I decided to do a little light reading. So, of course, I did a search for “Survival rates of chronic lymphocytic leukemia.” What? Doesn’t everyone do that? (Read More)

What exactly is me?

I’ve been thinking lately how strange it is––being here and then being gone. My Mom and Dad passed years ago and so many of their things, knickknacks and valuables, have been sold or lost. (Read More)

The Summer window

I’ve kind of been in neutral lately; doing more thinking than writing. I know I am so blessed to be at the early stages of Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia. I still don’t have to do (Read More)

Of life and death

My cousin came just moments away from dying last week. She has R.A. which requires her to take regular shots of a medicine that lowers her immune system. Her choice is to risk infection (Read More)

My Mom and Dad

My parents

I visited my parent’s grave this weekend. I hadn’t been there since we buried them six years ago. It’s so odd. The people who raised me, who were the center of my life – (Read More)

Going out with love

I have a person in my life, someone important to me, who is angry with me. I found this out in a terse text message from him saying “never contact me again”. His anger (Read More)

On Stepping Out

I’m discovering I have more readers than I thought. I’m told there might even be a man with leukemia reading this from Spain. I don’t know that I’m really qualified to write this particular (Read More)

An old friend passes

I just heard that a childhood friend, Shelly, passed away. She had cancer. I’m not sure which kind. I haven’t seen Shelly since we were kids; her daughter wrote me with the news. I (Read More)

A wake up call

Today, a couple of hours ago, two bombs went off at the Boston Marathon finish line. Later, according to officials, a third explosion happened at the Kennedy Library (about 5 miles away). News reports (Read More)