Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time, there was a Little City Girl. Her parents raised her with love, support and opportunities. They let her know that she could be anything that she wanted to be when she was older. At...
View ArticleA long December
After Mr. Agency and I discussed what worked for both of us, I had thought that we had agreed to spend one night a week together. I didn’t realize until after we started tearing each other’s clothes...
View ArticleTalking it out
As I had predicted, Mr. Agency called me three days after our text conversation. In those 72 hours, I didn't shed a tear over him or even give him much thought. I was feeling horribly from my fifth...
View ArticleTalking it out — Part II
A part of me wondered if I should hang up the telephone, ending the unnecessary closure talk that I was having with Mr. Agency. But, I wasn't exactly thinking clearly by that point in my treatment....
View ArticleAn odd first date – Part II
As my odd first date with Hampton Man continued, I felt like I was watching a fender bender. It wasn't the worst first date that I had ever been on, but it wasn’t good either. In the back of my head,...
View ArticleBang and roll
At some points during my six weeks of radiation treatments, I wasn’t in a lot of pain and actually enjoyed being at the Cancer Center at Sibley Hospital. On my best days, the head radiation technician...
View ArticleWhat’s my number?
At brunch yesterday, a friend relayed the following story to me: So, Joe [a mutual friend] and I were having dinner in Rockville, and the table next to us starting talking about your blog. Me:...
View Article2011 Wrap-Up
To paraphrase Charles Dickens, 2011 was the best of times and the worst of times for me. Lessons I wish that I didn’t have to learn this past year: That chemotherapy, the accompanying medications and...
View ArticleThe Man
“It continues to amaze me which men step up and which men don’t, when their significant others are battling breast cancer,” my reconstructive surgeon said. Your doctor can tell you how to best equip...
View ArticleOne Foot In Front Of The Other
Four years ago, this blog didn’t exist. I was in a relationship with Lawyer Boy and thinking that I needed to end things for my own well being. Three years ago, I was blogging regularly and getting...
View Article6th Blog Anniversary
In 6th grade, my English teacher tasked the students in my class with writing their own autobiographies. I couldn’t think of a title for mine and asked my mom for help. She didn’t need more than a...
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