Where did the time go, we wonder, as we prepare to leave 2014 and enter a new, hopefully prosperous and healthy New Year.   As a survivor, and as a wife of a survivor, I have examined and re-examined ad nauseum my life, my food choices, my level of activity, my choice of endeavors and, perhaps…

I think I have finally, at long last after low these many years on earth, resonated deeply in my soul of souls with the somewhat trite cliche that there really is no place like home, especially for the you-know-whats. I have carried around soooo much heavy, heavy baggage relating to the holidays, starting with Thanksgiving…

I feel so blessed to have been sent an angel to guide me through my Provence journey.  She had read my blog the night before, and without telling me planned our first stop on our tour to be La Maison de Sante Saint-Paul-de-Mausole in San Remy. This historic site, which is still in operation today,…

I have been in Avignon since Friday, and have found a home base and a rhythm.  Today I am moving from Hotel de l”Horlage (a conventional hotel in the heart of the city), to a “maison”.  I was intrigued and hesitant at first, but I am thrilled to be moiving into a 16th century “home”…

So, here it is, the height of holiday madness again.  With Thanksgiving under the belt, so to speak, and Christmas looming ever so near, I find myself reeling and spinning, dare I say it, out of control?  We once again enjoyed fish tacos and tequila in Cabo as our tradition, but this year the energies…

Imagine my surprise yesterday when I went to the Mayo for my bi-lateral ultrasound. When I got to the “special”, second-tier waiting room, I found a laminated one-sheet placed on every single chair. This was unprecedented in all of the years I have been visiting the Mayo, both as a patient and as a caretaker,…

In my continuing disillusionment with the Mayo (which remains the pinnacle of western medical care), I doggedly advocated for myself again.  Which is a thankless and emotionally tumultuous endeavor, I might add.  I had a mammogram a few weeks ago with the “old” technology, and was declared “good to go” for a whole year.  That…

That role never ends, I am learning the hard way.  The terrain surrounding the battlefield to champion your post-cancer health in the best possible way is fraught with landmines and negative energy. How crazy is that?! Once chemo was over, I thought the hard part was behind me.  But every day I am faced with…

I used to hate the color pink…too girly girl for me, and wouldn’t ya know that’s all my mother wanted to dress me in.  I was more of a tomboy as a kid, so petty coats and pink hair ribbons were not my thing.  I have learned to love the color…for its vibrance, the joy…

I am humbled to my core that so many people, literally hundreds a week, continue to read judyblueyes.  It has been well over six months since my last entry, and since then I have gone to great, even pyrrhic, lengths to literally and spiritually close that chapter of my life.  The day after my final…