It was a year in which I wrote 30 fewer blog posts than I did in 2012. The year I forgot my diagnosis anniversary. The year I started focusing on other stuff. Stuff I haven't felt a need to write about. And that, my peeps, is progress. (For me.)
I did review the 50 posts I managed to pen in 2013, and found a few snippets to highlight here...
To recap, here is why:
- I blog
- I feel invisible
- I hate rashes
- I believe in friends & funerals
- I'm put off by + thinking
- Anxiety and resiliency are a perfect match
- Karen the Commenter, whose husband Hugh died suddenly in May. Still swimming in grief, Karen was then diagnosed with a second cancer: uterine.
- Shannon of Green Monkey Tales, who was diagnosed with a second cancer as well: rectal cancer in May. A few months later she learned that her marriage died.
- Catherine of Bumpy Boobs, who learned in July that her breast cancer had metastasized.
- Katy of Katy Did Cancer, who also discovered in July that her breast cancer had recurred.
- Brooklyn of A Pain in the Neck, who was diagnosed in March with Hodgkin's Lymphoma.
- and Yvonne, of Time to Consider the Lilies, who was widowed in November following the sudden death of her husband, Ken.
♥ Finally, I would like to pause to acknowledge the passing of four breast cancer bloggers in 2013 who touched my world:
- RIP Cindy Bellinger
- RIP Donna Peach