Monday, October 30, 2017

What's Better Than Perfect?

I've become the rewrite queen, obsessing, changing, tweaking, and strangling my story. A wise soul recently reminded to be wary of my inner-critic.

I can't shut her down at times. She's lingering on commas and searching thesauruses over and over again. But in general, I'm fascinated with imperfections like the random sinkhole in a street or the searing hot temperatures in October, and the lopsided pumpkin on my neighbor's porch. It makes life more interesting, but even as I type these simple words I'm stalled by that inner voice. She drives me nuts. For now, I'm ignoring her because sometimes done is better than perfect.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

Touched by Cancer

I started at stage IV in April 2010. I believe that in my lifetime cancer will be cured. Breast cancer, thyroid cancer, I've had both. I'm still alive. Pink ribbons and pink, in general, bothered me at first, but now I embrace the immediate attention. I embrace pink. I applaud all survivors. Thank you for your bravery.