More bad news: My Aunt Barb (for whom I was named) has breast cancer, which has spread to her lymph nodes and bones. I believe she’s starting radiation next week, but things are still up in the air a bit while they complete more tests.
I talked to my mom on the phone earlier this afternoon; she was very short of breath and her nurse said she’s been rather confused today. The doctor hadn’t been by yet when I called. I’m going to go see her in a little while, so hopefully I can find out what’s going on then.
Ho ho ho.
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Author: Barbara Marincel
My spiritual journey is all about finding the grace in the everyday—and the not so everyday—while living a full and creative life that includes chronic illness, PTSD, and depression. I'm a writer, blogger and photographer, live in lovely Minneapolis, Minnesota and am happily married to George and doggie-mama to Piper. I’m a Benedictine Oblate candidate of St. John’s Abbey in Collegeville, MN. My creative inspirations include nature, good books, Lake Superior, my flower garden, and my faith. More than anything, I cherish spending time with friends and, especially, family.
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