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Category Archives: Vita
A trip to the dentist
Chinatown is where my dentist has his office. It’s a tiny place that I’ve been going to for 19 years. An oasis in the midst of the hustle and bustle of that area of town. I had an appointment there … Continue reading
Posted in Cancer, Essay, Memories, Uncategorized, Vita
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Training Wheels
I have a date this coming week. A blind date with a baritone voice. I’m in a bit of a flutter and if it were possible, I would insist on training wheels until I find my balance. The whole story … Continue reading
Posted in Cancer, Essay, Memories, Uncategorized, Vita
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Opportunity
OK, so my last post was a downer. If you’ve lived longer than 30 years, you now know life is littered with such moments. Should you have lived that long with nothing but sunshine and lollipops, buckle up. Crap happens … Continue reading
Posted in Cancer, Essay, Hospital Waiting Room, mastectomy, Vita
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A Happy Place
When you have an operation they don’t knock you out, roll you into the operating room, do the deed and roll you back out again. Operations, I’ve had the pleasure 4 times in the past two years. Nope, it’s not … Continue reading
Beach attire
I’m not sure when my mother and her family stopped wearing bathing suits at the beach or if they ever did. My only memories of my mother from my childhood have her dressed in long pants; a long sleeved white … Continue reading
Posted in Essay, Memories, Mother, Vita
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Time
The clock pictured above is in my father’s living room. As a child, a comforting sound in the night was the tick tock of the clock punctuated with a chime every half hour. You could count the hours in the … Continue reading
Posted in Cancer, Hysterectomy, Memories, Uncategorized, Vita
Tagged Cancer, Happy, hysterectomy, year anniversary
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A Day at the Beach
I played hooky from my life today by taking off to the beach. Atlantic Beach to be exact as Vita has a cabana there. She called early this morning with the tantalizing proposition, “Let’s go swimming in the Ocean. Sara … Continue reading
Posted in Essay, Uncategorized, Vita
Tagged Atlantic Beach, Deviled Eggs, ocean, recipe for eggs, summer
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My Inheritance
Once upon a time, I had large breasts. That wasn’t really all that long ago but in a way it also seems a lifetime. This is their history as I know it. The big boobs came from my maternal grandmothers … Continue reading
It always starts with a tiny square
“Mae, I ate 3 rolls with butter at lunch. I was good, I didn’t eat any sugar.” “Vita, you were supposed to give up sugar and not add anything else!” I was in Pilates yesterday when my work-out partner Susanna … Continue reading
Posted in Aunt Lucy, Essay, Memories, Uncategorized, Vita
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I’m in the mood for a vacation….
Easter was wonderful but I have to admit that I feared I wouldn’t be able to pull it off right up until the moment dinner was served. I stood in the kitchen barefoot most of the morning always behind schedule. … Continue reading
Posted in Cancer, Easter, Memories, Vita
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