This is my third blog. The first was a written journey through my adventure with breast cancer. The second began as fresh new writing, and then my daughter was killed in a motorcycle crash. I needed a way to continue talk to her and did it with written words.
Now it’s time to try creating fresh, new entries. So begins The Third Page.
So, in the last five years I’ve had breast cancer and buried my only child. I thought cancer was hard but learned it wasn’t so, at least that kind, that time, and for me. I know it kills people and I know it can come back. I also know that if it does, I can do it all over again. We’ll see what happens.
The death of my daughter was something else entirely. I’m lucky that she continues to smile on me and drives me to be as complete a me as I can be. Anything else I have to give or share depends on the moment and whether I want to. We’ll see what happens.