An Ode to my UB
This is not sad. I thought it would be. But it really makes my heart smile instead. My Uncle Bob was a delight to me. As a kid, I couldn’t…
I Tip My Hat, to My Hats. Fare thee well.
I didn’t count the hats. It’s surprising because I counted so many other things during that year. THE year. That time I’ve started referring to as “back when I was…
Who is your Adventure Angel?
“It’s like taking off in an airplane.” We were riding in the backseat of the car, my best friend’s step-dad at the wheel. I don’t know how old we were.…
Pride for Orlando
This may not be clear and likely won’t be edited. It’s just unorganized thoughts as I grieve for the tragedy that took place in Orlando about 24 hours ago. There…
May in Motion: Gina Rides the Bus
It was my first day riding the bus to work. I was giving it a try for the annual May in Motion initiative. It shouldn’t have been the cause of…
An Open Letter to Oncology Healthcare Workers
The following is a somewhat edited version of what I shared with the hospital staff that cared for me while I was in-patient for my chemotherapy and various infections/dramas over…
Chemo/Cancer: By the Numbers
I like to count things, so during the past 17 months, these are things I counted.Beginning with the initial visit to the ENT the beginning of December of 2014 after…
The Rise of Machines on my Midday Walk
I made it outdoors today at two different times to take a short walk in the Sun. I truly believe that Sunshine has healing powers along with fresh air. Walking…
Food: The Good, The Bad, the Icky
These days, I know I’m on an up-swing after a chemo treatment when I start to want a tuna salad sandwich. Soon after the tuna salad on toast, I’ll want…