Saturday, August 13, 2016

the broken places



We all have them.
The broken places.
Broken by heartache or tragedy or life's disappointments.
The broken places that are our familiar.
They often cause us to hold on to people or things or ideas or behaviors that do not serve our highest self.
We all have them.
The broken places.

Do not be afraid of your broken places, nor avoid them or be ashamed of them.

Every broken piece brings with it a lesson, an opportunity, wisdom.

Take these pieces, all the shards and remnants of your sacred life, and arrange them into the mosaic that is your story. Make it pleasing and beautiful to you.

I have found

that the broken places

can be transformed

into blessed places

if you let God

do the mending,

and the weaving,

and the creating.




Life is but a weaving (The Tapestry Poem)

My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.

Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned

He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.

Corrie ten Boom



The wound is the place the light enters you.  Rumi





Oh Father,
I bring to you all my broken pieces,
held in my open hands,
my offering to you.
Take all this Lord
and make me over
into something
pleasing and beautiful
to you.
Amen.

peace and light to you Dear Reader.


Saturday, August 6, 2016

Vallejo Relay for Life 2016

Hello dear Reader.  Happy Summer to you. Happy Relay for Life of Vallejo!






This morning I walked in my sixth Relay as a six year advanced stage breast cancer Survivor.  Breast cancer sucks folks, and cancer treatment too, but I'm still kickin it, celebrating, remembering, and fighting back.



Kim Cooper and me!
This Lady right here! It's all her fault! It's all her fault she invited me to Relay after my cancer diagnosis. It's all her fault I found hope on a high school track. It's all her fault I was nominated as a 2012 Hero of Hope. It's all her fault I spoke at Relays all over the bay area and made so many survivor friends! It's all her fault that @vallejorelayforlife changed my life, gave me hope when I needed it most, and kicked MY FIGHT into high gear! It's all her fault and I can never thank her enough! Love you Kim Cooper!

Adam and Zac Clay, my sons, supporting their Mama this morning.

First Relay summer of 2010, in chemo.  Now I'm 6 years cancer free!


We sure missed this girl this morning, my son Adam's fiance' and high school sweetheart, Cara Hansen.

Our last Relay together

When you were in remission, and we were flying high, both survivors.

The unthinkable happened when Cara passed away after a three year battle with leukemia.  She was only 23 years old.  We sure missed you Girl this morning, and every day without you.

When cancer happens, it happens to the whole family and it is devastating.  Relay for Life is the largest fundraiser for cancer research, support and education for cancer peeps, and all kinds of programs including Hope Lodge providing lodging for families whose loved one is in treatment.  When I needed answers, they were there.  When I needed hope, they were there.  When I needed to make difficult treatment decisions, they were there.  I am grateful to the American Cancer Society for all the support I received in the days after my diagnosis, and going forward.

It's not too late if you'd like to donate towards my Relay goal this year, just click on the link!  your donation is well worth the money spent, and is tax deductible. Thank you!

My 2016 Relay page!

RELAY NATION.  HOPE IS UNSTOPPABLE.  EVERY CANDLE HAS A NAME.  WE WILL KEEP SHOWING UP, UNTIL THERE'S A CURE.


Thursday, May 19, 2016

Furry Angels

In the years since my diagnosis and this blog, we've had some big changes in our family.  I can't say enough how the furry angels in my house helped me all through treatment.  They were quite concerned about their Mommy, and knew they needed to stay close by.

After my first chemo, my at home nursing staff

We had to say goodbye to the dogs of my boys' childhood, our beloved cattledog lab mix sisters, Hallie and Cassie.















Hallie crossed the Rainbow Bridge first, about three years ago.  We worried about little Miss Muffin being alone knowing her Cassie would sooner than later follow her Sister Hallie.  We kept our hearts open to finding a companion for Muff.

Little Miss Muffin, inherited from my Mom-in-law Ginny Mae

With the help of my friend Sean and a wonderful rescue organization in Napa (Whiskers, Tails & Ferals) this little guy came into our lives on Valentines Day a couple of years ago.

Baby Charlie
Our ol girl Cassie crossed the Rainbow Bridge to be with her Sis this last spring and oh we miss her so,


but this little guy has added so much to our lives, it helps take the sting out of missing Hallie and Cassie.  I can't imagine our day to day without him.



























Support your local shelter, here's mine, or rescue organization like whiskerstailsandferals.org.

Life is so much better with a dog.  Or two.



Thank you to the dogs of my childhood, and for parents that understood and encouraged the joy and comfort they brought to our lives, as well as fostering our love for all animals.


My brothers and I with our puppy Gretel

Heidi and Gretel, the beloved dogs of my childhood with fairy tale names

Petting, scratching, and cuddling a dog could be as soothing to the mind and heart as deep meditation, and almost as good for the soul as prayer.  Dean Koontz
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