Cancer – Another Fearless Year

March 7, 2021

All I Have Left: A Poem for Peggy

Today marks eight years since the day my sister Peggy died of breast cancer. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss her in some small way, sometimes in a big way. Last year I wrote this poem to submit to a publication that...

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January 9, 2017

The Saving Grace of Jello

I don’t really know what cancer is, but mom’s in the hospital having surgery because she has it. I think that’s what Aunt Barb had and she died. I hope mom doesn’t die, too. We’re visiting her today. She might be ready to come home,...

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December 5, 2016

Her Hideous Scar

Once I saw her without her shirt or bra revealing the scar where her surgeon first took her diseased breast then sloppily gathered excess skin in a quick running stitch of sutures leaving her hideously deformed It’s no wonder I seldom saw her smile _______________________ De is running the...

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February 16, 2016

She Always Called Me Sweetie

The little room was suffocating I sat there with my sister Suz, my brother-in-law Dick, and the shell of my sister Peggy I wouldn’t have known it was Peggy in the bed if Suz hadn’t also been there I hadn’t seen Dick in 28 years; he’d...

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May 23, 2015

You Can’t Go Back to Tuesday

I’m working on my book proposal today. I posted the draft Prologue last week. I’m determined to finish the proposal this week so an editor friend can review it before I submit it to the publishing house editor who requested it at the Faith &...

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March 15, 2013

Last Breath – A Cinquain

Breathing in, out again no other sound so dear except if you spoke, one more time, I’d hear. I wrote this cinquain for dVerse Poets Pubs FormForAll. It is my attempt to capture my experience of Thursday last week as I sat in my sister’s hospital...

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June 1, 2010

Fighting Cancer

Many members of my family have experienced cancer first hand. My mom had cancer three times, and the third time finally killed her. Her sister and father also died from cancer. My dad died of lung cancer and three of his sisters had breast cancer....

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May 18, 2010

My Smoking Soapbox

This post is going to be a bit different from my usual because it is about my earthly father instead of my heavenly Father. This past Sunday would have been my dad’s 89th birthday. I say “would have been” because he died when he was...

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Another Fearless Year

Tag: Cancer

All I Have Left: A Poem for Peggy

The Saving Grace of Jello

Her Hideous Scar

She Always Called Me Sweetie

You Can’t Go Back to Tuesday

Last Breath – A Cinquain

Fighting Cancer

My Smoking Soapbox

Tag: Cancer

All I Have Left: A Poem for Peggy

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The Saving Grace of Jello

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Her Hideous Scar

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She Always Called Me Sweetie

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You Can’t Go Back to Tuesday

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Last Breath – A Cinquain

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Fighting Cancer

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My Smoking Soapbox

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