Words Matter

EYESIGHT AND HOT FLASHES AND PASSWORDS

EYESIGHT AND HOT FLASHES AND PASSWORDS Is it me or has the entire world of all things needing to be read getting smaller by the minute? It surely c...

POTATO LATKES

POTATO LATKES Dearest Michael, My dear love. For me, one of the greatest pleasures since you came into our lives is including Judaism as part of it...

THE MIRROR AND HOLIDAY SHOPPING

THE MIRROR AND HOLIDAY SHOPPING What is happening? I pass by a mirror these days and who looks back is not the person who is looking at. I mean thi...

WHERE DOES TIME GO?

WHERE DOES TIME GO? I realized yesterday that the two months since my last surgery passed uneventfully. Unlike the past few countdowns from my firs...

RICE PILAF

RICE PILAF Dearest Michael, We are just coming off our weekend away celebrating your great grandfather’s 100th birthday. You are lucky. I am lucky....

A BIRDS EYE VIEW

A BIRDS EYE VIEW Sitting at Siesta Key Beach yesterday, for the past week and actually for the past thirty five years frankly is a birds eye view o...

WHAT LIES AHEAD

WHAT LIES AHEAD Remember that Seinfeld episode when Elaine went to Florida to visit Jerry’s parents and she slept in the guest room? The room was s...

VERY MUCH AWAKE. (the reading I did for my grandfather’s 100th birthday party this past weekend)

VERY MUCH AWAKE. (the reading I did for my grandfather’s 100th birthday party this past weekend) I turned on my laptop yesterday to give this readi...

BOOBS AND BUSY-NESS

BOOBS AND BUSY-NESS Breast cancer diagnosis gives a super busy chick like me that much needed often not taken break from the busy. At least that is...

LOOKING UP AND WITHIN

LOOKING UP AND WITHIN Catchy phrases surround me. Almost everywhere I look I have some positive quote or reminder that I am indeed ok. I am loving ...

THE SCALE

THE SCALE “You can get on the scale or you can tell me what your weight is and I can write it down,” the lovely medical assistant chirped as I got ...

AMONGST THE TRIBE

AMONGST THE TRIBE “How come you haven’t been to the Sister’s of Survival dinner?” I was asked by my aunt a few years back at my first diagnosis. I ...