It's solidarity. Awareness of brokenness. Not going through life with rose colored glasses. Recognizing one's own sinfulness, and need for redemption. Dreams of a world with less hurt, less brokenness. While still witnessing the hurt. But still... hope. Wondrous love. Well, you wonder why I always dress in blackWhy you never see bright colors on… Continue reading The Gospel according to Johnny Cash
Dipping a toe into oceans of pain
Sigh. I definitely didn't think it would be easy. Or that I would be immune from shock, pain, horror... And I really only did dip a proverbial toe. I read a post. I saw what it was about (sexual abuse) and thought, "This time, don't look away." And honestly, I may not have even read… Continue reading Dipping a toe into oceans of pain
When the world feels heavy….
Lent makes more sense. And this year, more than any recent one, I'm feeling compelled- pulled, really - to find a way explore and enter the next 40 days. When I was a kid, it was about "giving up" something - tv, chocolate, fighting with siblings. As I got older, it was about "adding" something… Continue reading When the world feels heavy….
The Discomfort of Words in Real Time
... and this is, succinctly, why ya girl probably needs to start writing and blogging again.
Speeding through the Season?
A wonderful thing happened.As my body began to recover from 6 sessions of intensive immune-system-busting chemotherapy in the summertime of this year, I gradually began to (to quote my husband) "come back to life."It sounds dramatic, and maybe it is.But as time got further away from the intensive 3-drug chemotherapy sessions, my attention span improved… Continue reading Speeding through the Season?
Being the Me I Need Today
Maybe it's that I'm coming off a nasty feverish virus that has made sleeping hard, or that I haven't been to the gym all week, or just that a lot has been anxiously bubbling beneath the surface... But some days, you wake up feeling like an absolute mess who can't handle ANYTHING. Ta da! ...… Continue reading Being the Me I Need Today
Checking in!
I know my blog has been quiet, but I'm still alive and kicking! It's actually mostly a good thing, as I've felt well enough to have a full and great summer with my kids. I'm down to one, much milder version of chemotherapy, and almost all of my symptoms (minus a few lingering and/or mystery… Continue reading Checking in!
The Discomfort Zone
My last post, in November of (crazy as can be) 2023, alluded to changes and shifts outside of my cancer diagnosis, surgery, and treatment. And oh mama... the changes have been many. In fact, that's been a huge part of why there have been no posts since then! When you're in survival mode - at… Continue reading The Discomfort Zone
Patience, patient
This won't be an epic, long post as my last few have been. Believe me, there's still plenty to ponder and process, but with my bilateral mastectomy and reconstruction complete, I am breathing a big sigh of relief and looking ahead. But first... there's that pesky healing process. I have had no illusions this would… Continue reading Patience, patient
Saying Goodbye to “the Girls”
While I don't intend for my blog, Alive-Awake-Uncomfortable, to become a Cancer Blog (TM), much of what makes me uncomfortable lately is confronting aspects my diagnosis of Invasive Ductal Carcinoma, so ... here we are once again! It may not surprise you to hear, that as a busy of mom of 4, I sometimes rush… Continue reading Saying Goodbye to “the Girls”
alive. awake. uncomfortable. 