A page about my Bruce...
Two sisters also diagnosed and my feeling about them...
My way of dealing with my feelings of breast cancer.
The picture is of Ricki...In my writing side ways is a verse from a poem written by
~~ Edna St. Vincent Millay ~~
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave,
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
We have walked through the fire together...Boo, me & Amy
2 comments:
I'm glad you're finding a way to deal with the hand that you've been dealt.
I think I speak for all of our group of bloggers when I say
"We missed you!"
I am with tex on this one..you need to get pissed..then get over being pissed and then laugh..laugh your skinny little assoff..rent funny movies...read funny books..hang around funny people..laughter works better than chemo..and of course I will be praying my fat ass off to the goddess....
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