CATHARSIS

I started this blog back in April as a cathartic way for me to deal with The Big C. I wasn't writing for anyone in particular; I wasn't writing to keep friends or family updated. (Few people even knew I had started a blog.) My goal all along was to simply tell my tale in all it's gory glory, and eventually sync up my story to my life in "real time" by year's end.

Well, that hasn't happened. In part because I am distracted; in part because I am tired. But mostly because I am a very slow writer.

Me on my favorite hiking trail. (Copyright © 2011 The Big C and Me)

I debated whether to fast-forward to what is happening right now. Or write the Reader's Digest version of "The Big C and Me." But that would involve skimming over certain road blocks and challenges, which wouldn't be fair (or truthful) to you — or to me.

So my goal for 2012 is to continue to unravel the details of my cancer experience as it happened (vs. as it is happening). And on that you have my word. Albeit a very slow one.

Happy New Year!

HAPPY CANCERVERSARY!

I have really been dreading this day. 

All last week (the past few weeks, really), I have been marking each day by saying to myself, At this time LAST year, you still were naive to what was about to change your life. On this date a year ago, you had a mammogram but you weren't worried. On this day, you had a biopsy but you were still in the fog of denial.

Then yesterday landed. The 70th anniversary of the bombing of Pearl Harbor. Historic for two reasons: It also happens to be the anniversary of my father's death....