tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141047176612403842.post5529135294726119869..comments2023-09-17T09:00:32.879-07:00Comments on on my toes: silver liningskellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12261799122888536836noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141047176612403842.post-52786269008006318722014-12-10T09:01:44.689-08:002014-12-10T09:01:44.689-08:00I so get what you're saying. Fuck cancer is al...I so get what you're saying. Fuck cancer is also my mantra since my husband was stricken with the same cancer your Mom has. I hate that every tv show I watch, someone has cancer. I hate that they are no closer to a cure than they were 50 years ago. I hate that every day there is a walk, run, hop, or dance for cancer. I just hate it. I am glad though that your Mom is still with you and that she and you have such incredible friends. My friends are distant as they grieve thinking that since there's nothing they can do that will help, they should give us our privacy. And I am too worn out to ask for what I need. In fact, most days I don't know what I need. Anyway, good for you for doing a photo book. I am a photographer also and this last year has been tough on my creativity too. Keep having those conversations and snapping those shots. You will be glad you did in the years to come. We are 5 years post diagnosis and entering the home stretch. This is a very difficult journey. I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Sorry, seems like I needed to vent a little! Take care...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com