Some ramblings from my own oft neglected blog.
photo by Judith Lefevre
My RL has been quite a mess lately….second cancer…living away from home to treat…spending my 20th wedding anniversary with a tumor and radiation burns…and SL has been a refuge in a way that it’s never been before. It’s always been fun and a way to expand my horizons and feed my imagination, but lately, it’s been the only place I feel whole.
A few weeks ago, a few of my friends that I dance with who are also cancer survivors…one with a second cancer of her own, were bitching about how much cancer sucks and an idea was born. Let’s do a cancer sucks show! We could have some snappy Tshirts made that say cancer sucks and we could vent some of our frustration in our dances. This was a crazy, last minute idea that began to grow like the tumor in my shoulder…except this time…
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