Weekly Round-Up


Time for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just leave a comment below.

Dispatches  from Connie‘s solo journey and this week  she has  been visiting the fabulously named town  of Chicamacomico – an Algonquian word used by the Croatan Indians that means ‘shifting sands.’

Scanxiety –  the reality of living with anxiety on cancer’s shifting sands is captured in Becky‘s latest post.

Karin hosts two weekly radio programmes: “Soul Cravings” and “Cancer and You”. Check her blog for what she’s talking about this week on the shows. 

Nancy Seibel shares 3 ways to stay centered during turbulent times.

Wonderful two-part post on what spirituality means to Abigail as she walks the metastatic breast cancer path.

In her latest post, Terri sits down with Dr. Minas Chrysopoulo to talk about the topic of breast reconstruction wounds and management.

Advice from Debbie on dealing with cancer anger constructively.

Siobhan is preparing for her breast density event happening on June 10. More details on her blog.

Janet is celebrating new beginnings.

Helpful tips from Barbara on choosing wisely and monitoring your usage of medication.

Brilliant as always, Carolyn ponders the question of why doctor-patient communication seems so fraught with potential misunderstanding.

Wryly amusing and spot-on observational poem from Ilene riffing on the “you look great” cancer cliche.

Finally this week, I want to leave with you this beautiful poem from Audrey on living with cancer, disability and loving life as a Grannie.

Cancer- you are not me
I am the breath

Coming back to the breath
creates a cradle for my pain
I rock and the rhythm soothes
The breath knows its healing gift
Pain and suffering are not the same
With each breath I accept the pain
that’s here and is to come
I breathe with the fear of the cancer
I know you, I feel you
But you are not me
I am the breath moving
with the light of life
sustaining me in love and kindness

Until next week,

Yours with much love always,

Marie xxx