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Ovarian cancer will be diagnosed in 1 of 72 women; 14,000 will die. Please know the symptoms and risk factors: read Outshine: An Ovarian Cancer Memoir. Books at www.amazon.com. ALL PROCEEDS GO TO GYNECOLOGIC CANCER RESEARCH. I am a member of Rave Reviews Book Club and Rave Writer's International Society of Authors, and Patient Leadership Council for Tesaro, Inc. I WILL NOT USE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS FOR ANY OTHER PURPOSE THAN CONTACTING YOU DIRECTLY. ALL ORIGINAL CONTENT COPYRIGHT 2011 THROUGH 2018.

Monday, October 31, 2016



SISTERHOOD is defined as the sisterly relationship. 
            I have been blessed to have two sisters. I am the middle daughter; Joan was the oldest, and Denise (NeeNee) the youngest. We had our different roles and strengths.We each have had deep and lasting relationships with one another.

                  During our childhood, my perception is that Joan was the mother-figure who watched out for her two younger siblings. Being that I was the middle child, I felt I did not get the same attention and therefore tried even harder to be the most successful student, the best behaved, and tried to achieve the most. And,my younger sister was the "princess" which she denies to be true. 

                   The value of having sisters is someone with whom you can share, laugh with, cry on each other's shoulders, and just be together. As we share memories we sometimes wonder if we grew up in the same house! I love my sisters, miss Joan who has passed away, and treasure every moment with NeeNee.

SISTERHOOD is also the close relationship among women
           I am blessed to be surrounded with wonderful friends. Some of them I have known since college in the 1960's; or friends I met when we moved to MN and we are still in touch with one another since 1969; and an equally wonderful group of ladies I have met here in Florida for the past twelve years. 

               Each woman brings a special gift to our sisterhood. It might be their hugs, prayers, smiles, or the gift of being a good listener. They share their stories from which I gain a new and richer respect as I know they do from me. 

               Some of these sisters are nurses I met through work. We share the same philosophy about caregiving as nurses and our shared personality traits as nurses as solidified our friendship. Each of them have volunteered to help me in any way I need when I walk the cancer path.

                 Other women share my love of golf and games in general. They like the camaraderie, friendly competition, and the laughter. Some of us play golf at least once a week; others play Cards & Marbles once a month; and others play cards or games as often as possible. 

SISTERHOOD is women with shared experiences or concerns
                   I have become a member of a group of women who share the diagnosis of ovarian cancer. We meet for lunches or just gather to share. I have met many women through various Internet groups on Facebook.

                   We share our concerns, ask questions, support each other through prayers, and try to just be there for one another.

                   We join each other arm in arm at rallies, marches, and fund raisers. We hug, run, shout, and jump for joy for every survivor. We join hands and pray for those who have gained their angel wings.

 Sisters are special people and I am very blessed to have so many women who are part of my sisterhood.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016


              In the daily, weekly, or longer challenges of life...
                                are they as big as a fruit fly?

Do you fret and get angry over any of these events?
              **A slow driver
              **Someone who budges in front of you in traffic
              **A long line at the store
              **Television commercials
              **Computers answering your phone calls
              **Or any other myriad of daily events that frustrate you.

Do you clench your jaw, tighten your hands, raise your voice, increase your blood pressure?

Well, my husband and I have had an epiphany and we laugh and say, "Is this as big as a fruit fly?"

A few weeks ago we had a lot of fruit flies due to fruit left out of the refrigerator. They were a nuisance, but not as much of a problem as when Hurricane Matthew was threatening our home, when my husband had three surgeries in a two month time, when I was rediagnosed with ovarian cancer, when unexpected medical bills came due, or other more important issues than fruit flies! We did eliminate the fruit flies and now keep our fruit in the refrigerator.
We survived Matthew, my husband is recovering well, I am being treated with chemotherapy, and the bills are getting paid!

I want to introduce you to a remarkable woman who has not let the "fruit flies" of her life rule her. She has faced some unbelievable challenges with strength and faith. Her name is Gwen Plano, an author extraordinaire. 

I encourage and invite you to read her book, Letting Go Into Perfect Love. 
Visit Gwen at her web site: http://www.gwenplano.com/

        Life is not about the small things, like fruit flies!

Tuesday, October 11, 2016


I found this Internet piece so uplifting I had to share it with all of you. I do not usually do my blogs in this fashion but I found the information so good and the ending so true, I had to share it with you just as I received it.

                               NOW ENJOY & SHARE:

If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner.
The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet.Without space to run, as is its habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top.
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The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place.
If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air.
Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.
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A bumblebee, if dropped into an open tumbler, will be there until it dies, unless it is taken out.  It never sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near the bottom.  It will seek a way where none exists, until it completely destroys itself.
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In many ways, we are like the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee. We struggle about with all our problems and frustrations, never realizing that all we have to do is look up!
That's the answer, the escape route and the solution to any problem....
Just look up!
Sorrow looks back,
Worry looks around,
But faith looks up!
Live simply,
Love generously,
Care deeply,
Speak kindly, and
Trust in our Creator,
Who loves us.