the end of this blog is the beginning.
and i am learning each day that there is no end.
blame is a slippery thing. i blame nicotine.
mom blamed herself and her "distaste for doctors in anything other than a social setting."
cancer is incredibly beatable. some is preventable. some is not.
hedge your bets.
if you smoke...try to quit. it's really hard. the tobacco industry has designed it that way.
wear sunscreen. eat vegetables. see your doctor.
mom quit smoking over seventeen years ago.
early detection saves lives. it could have saved mummy.
tuesday afternoon i was in the little kitchenette at the office. it was after lunch and there was a pile of dirty dishes in the sink.
on top of the pile was a lonely, odd dish.
t'was quite bizarre. never saw the odd dish in the office before. and when i looked for it afterwards, it was gone.
she says hello to me often in strange ways.
maura and i are jealous because she came to buzzy in a dream.
