Did I say I needed a detox period? That was a present I was supposed to be giving myself, or perhaps more specifically, my liver. I know... will power. And an unswerving devotion to self-preservation. ...
Late summer, 1998: The rain was whipping up outside my office windows. Hurricanes rarely impact Philadelphia, but this one slammed into the mid Atlantic states and the affects were felt all over ...
... much. With the exception of my sister-in-law Annie, who died of liver cancer last year, we rarely see it. Perhaps that's contributing to my feelings. Why did this happen to this woman? This woman who ...
... encapsulated in a small picture show. So I think I’ll surprise my family and deliver the long promised family photos DVD 1967-1976. Most of them have stopped asking me about it, so now is the perfect ...
... and drama" (something I was accused of delivering directly to someone's doorstep... I have to scratch my head about that one) has paid off a dividend of sorts: my ability to let it go. This is me letting ...
... liver cancer. Her final wishes were to have her ashes scattered along the pond near the house she lived in with her husband Steve. It was a beautiful day... hot (and I forgot to wear sunscreen). The casual ...
... or come together in grief.
Annie was diagnosed with liver cancer a little less than a year ago. Her initial treatments involved surgery at the beginning of the year. She later told me she never expected ...
Created on 28 October 2009
Velvety Soft Focus
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