I've written about giving advice before (Dishing out cancer advice) and I realize that a blog post giving advice on how not to give advice seems a bit hypocritical, but bear with me. We encounter advice all the time, especially unsolicited advice, and as cancer patients, the amount of advice we receive seem relentless. The… Continue reading How not to give advice
Valentine's Day is a commercial holiday, usually focused on romantic love. But I wanted to write about love that is more universal. Courage is a word that comes to mind when I think of love. Wearing your heart on your sleeve. Heartbroken. Lovesick. That's the downside. But it takes courage to love. To love people,… Continue reading Love takes courage
A neighbour met me on the sidewalk and shared that her spouse has bone cancer and will be having surgery. My first thought was, "Rally the neighbourhood. Let's pitch in with food and fun ways to pass the time, like scratch tickets (which I always lose!)." She was whispering the news in a hushed voice… Continue reading Open your door to your village
You can't pour from an empty cup is a saying that's resonated with me, so much so, that I've written about my own need to fill up my cup in a prior blog post here. There are things that replenish our cups and others that deplete them. Often it's the small things that fill up our cup. A… Continue reading What fills up your cup?
Today was the best day of my life, which is hard to say after having the hardest days and scariest weeks up until now. I'm only in my 30s. How do you live AFTER being at your worst? It's time to take the medication to reduce the swelling on my brain. And pills to ease the insomnia caused… Continue reading Love prevails.
Youth is wasted on the young. Young people often fail to realize how lucky they are. Good health. Energy. Optimism. Smiling without wrinkles. The ability to start their night out at 11PM and wake up, mere hours later, to go to work. We glamorize looking young. Our cupboards are full of anti-aging lotions and foods that will… Continue reading Not everyone grows old
What is my purpose? This question always plagued me because I never knew the answer. I used to think it was linked to my job, but once I got knee deep in my profession, I wasn't finding the meaning I had hoped for. When I was young, people would ask, "What do you want to… Continue reading Living with purpose