I have spent most of my life tending to the web of Life, believing that the love among people is the strongest force on the planet.
Sometimes, in the midst of pain, fear and disappointment, that becomes difficult. I walk through a fog.

I wail a lot, mostly at the trees or the wall. My sweet dog, Cherokee, mopes a lot  at my pain. My partner has lost 20 lbs and his smile. Six more months of intensive chemo and radiation. How many more months of post mastectomy pain. Tired of being stoic. Tired of acting normal. Do not want to talk on phone.

The pathology report said tumor shrunk a lot but lymphatic invasion present which means the nasty cells may metastasize with out further treatment.

I go back to boxes from my childhood to start over. I confront myself whole and hopeful. I start here.