March 27, 2024, marks 12 years since I was diagnosed with what turned out to be stageIIIB rectal cancer. 4,383 days. Bonus time. Time that,…
Gratitude
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Fighting Back Giving Back Gratitude
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My heart is full of joy after eight beautiful days on the road. I spent four days in Tucson, Arizona, for the Cologuard Classic, a…
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The lovely Sarah and I are flying to Tucson on Tuesday, March 5, for the Cologuard Classic, the PGA golf tournament presented by Exact Sciences.…
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The opening notes of Nat King Cole’s “The Christmas Song” make me unstuck in time. Like Billy Pilgrim in Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five, I’m transported…
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I’ve always been drawn to aspects of the monastic life. Not the haircut, although mine is thinning and I’ve been getting it cut shorter in…
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Bodies of water, whether lakes, rivers, creeks, streams or oceans, never fail to draw my attention. The lovely Sarah and I were richly blessed to…
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It’s been a month since my oncologist released me from his care after 10 years of being a cancer survivor under surveillance. It was and…
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Dear Mr. President, I expect you get thousands of letters each week so I hope this one makes it to your desk. I got the…
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My oncologist gave me the best gift I could have asked for this Christmas. He released me from his care. At almost 11 years since…
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Christmas looks different this year. Blinking lights on IV poles not twinkling tree lights. The mechanized roar of blood pressure cuffs and sequential compression cuffs…