On September 18th, four years ago, incurable cancer became a part of our story. I had to write about it in order to cope. Writing felt like the air I needed to breathe.On September 8th, only one year ago, the remains of my beloved mother were sealed inside a niche in a columbarium at Glendale … Continue reading Untitled
We survived another week! Time for another. Things that made me smile ... What made you smile? The kindness and generosity of somone who is going to help us get Hobbes treatment to remove the tumor on his tummy. Creating a new playroom for Raine so that he can pretend he is an American … Continue reading Sunday, Sunday – Edition 1
I regret that I didn't write and share photos more in 2017 in this special space. The loss of Grandma Mary at the end of 2016 extinguished a spark in my heart. I worried that the spark could never return. I now know that her death changed me, Leah, as I know myself, evermore. It … Continue reading Dearest Don Raine – This Was 2017
At certain moments in time, I do like reading books, listening to podcasts, or watching documentaries related to the science of cancer. It is helpful for me in mitigating the anger and depression while knowing loved ones who died, are actively dying, or living precariously with the disease, like Dan. For someone who completely hated the … Continue reading Podcast: “Fighting Cancer” from TED Radio Hour
In memory of a man who was a significant person in my life a very long time ago. In memory of my youth, innocence, and my religion.
In 14 days, we are moving to my dad's house in Washington. We will also get another round of scan results. Honestly, I can't figure out what I want to write about. I feel numb with exhaustion. The move wasn't an easy decision. There were so many different layers to our choice. I still … Continue reading We Are Moving (Again)
For making a big decision about how you are going to spend the majority of your minutes in a day, especially in such a way that you might be provided compensation for your time, I have always failed pretty miserably. I think too big, I think too small, I hop around with ideas, or I … Continue reading Roots, Interests, and Limitations