I am in here.
There’s something too romantic about lighting the fireplace early in the morning, to read your email by its light. One thing that cancer has taught me is that you have a lot more leeway in your life than you thought you had — leeway, for instance, to sit here writing, as I most want to … Continue reading Too romantic
This current bunch of silence on my part is due to the first anniversary, last Tuesday, of my diagnosis of esophageal cancer, Stage 1. Obviously, it was a big milestone to me, and I spent a small part of that day wondering what, exactly it meant, to me. What, after all my thoughts these last … Continue reading Anniversaries.
Just crystallized in my head (who knows how long it’s been in there?): You’re not happy if you’re not unhappy. Now, to get it to go away…
1. The cut-off date
white pebble 