three day weekend

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It isn't that I wasn't taught as a child to "count my blessings".  I was.

And later in life, I learned the power of "gratefulness" - and how fulfilling it is.

But today - a long weekend - after this past week's news and the confirmation of a second doctor, I realize I have always been thankful.  For so so so many things in my life.  And I'm thankful for today. For the loving people and critters that surround me and the love that supports me every single day.

Today I am thankful.  And I will be again tomorrow.

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THE word

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L y m p h o m a.


I heard the word.  It was said by an emergency room doctor this morning.  She was reporting the results of a hand & wrist xray.

L y m p h o m a.

The friend that took me to the hospital sat and listened to the rest of the doctor's verbal report.  I'm glad she was with me as I hadn't heard a thing after

L y m p h o m a.

Next Tuesday.  An  appointment with hand surgeon, then a scheduled MRI and afterwards, oncology.


L y m p h o m a.

Don't let anyone tell you words aren't paralyzing.  They are.

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It's the last week of August, 2014...

I can't imagine a finer image of late summer...

I'm a photo whore, so I'm sure I could find something comparable...but not finer.

yeah...I think so too...

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