I am a widow since 2013 and live by myself in a small apartment. I use a wheelchair to get around, but I wouldn't consider myself disabled. I'm 11 years away from having bladder cancer resulting in a urostomy and I'm doing well. This cancer was a result of having radiation in 1995 because of uterine cancer. So have faith in yourself, a cancer diagnosis is not a death sentence. My first try at blogging was an attempt to help other people with my condition. I am a mother of three married children, and a grandmother to eight gorgeous kids, featuring them often here, and a great grandmother to two as of today, 6/7/25! I enjoy exploring my feelings and like to try the challenges. I like humor, music, movies, games, and some sports. I absolutely appreciate your reading and commenting on my blog. I am happy to read all of your blogs and learn more about you. Please comment however you like, ask whatever, and I'll answer honestly. Thanks for reading! Cheryl
This week’s theme is HOME Your three words today are: ROOM FAMILY INTEREST
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A home is not just a place to hang your hat, but a gallery to show you or your family’s interests. Most homes have a personal space or room that shows the occupants’ personality. In my case it’s the main living area.
1. Are you an early riser or late starter to the day? It all depends on what plans I have but usually awake with the sun.
2. Do you adopt Breakfast like a king, Lunch like a prince and Dine like a Pauper? I make a latte after I’m up and then eat a meal around three-five if I’m at home, but if I’m out with family it varies.
3. Do you have a sweet or savoury tooth? Unfortunately, both but lately it’s more savory.
4. Would you prefer a hot relaxing bath or a massage? Neither, I can’t get in and out of a tub and remembering so called massages on my back for PT that caused more pain, no thanks.
5. What has been the highlight of the past seven days for you? A lot going on in the fam right now, school dances, a wedding in less than a month and that’s just the beginning. Seeing my granddaughter all fancied up with her boyfriend and that fresh romantic tinge between them was probably the highlight.❤️
A lively tasty punch, she murmured Using her finger as a stirrer “Madge’s Manners” was only a book Defiantly ignoring their blatant looks She is the heiress after all And their minds so very small All greedy, weary relatives Hoping for a generous give.
Imagine if you will, there is a teenage boy, ready for Halloween, dressed as a pirate with a scarf wound around his forehead and a gold earring dangling from one ear. A huge fake sapphire necklace adorns his bare chest, hoping to sway his colleagues to join in his costume ruse as they all trudge on a footpath to the pavilion, each hoping to win the “best costume” prize.
An abrupt sidestep by the boy as he confessed his parents didn’t know he was there. The old “I’m sleeping over with a friend” tact had worked once again. Funny, he thought to himself that parents still fall for that.
The crowd was large and everyone was milling around showing off their costumes while volunteer judges drifted through the crowd making notes on their clipboards.
Joe thought even if he did win, he’d have to leave his pirate gear and the prize at Mike’s house, hoping he wouldn’t scarf down the treat basket or more on point, take advantage of Joe’s hoping-to-be-girlfriend who handed out the prizes.
Seemed a simple solution, that box of tiny pills, pills to make me normal, fit in, as my parents always wished I would. Their search to find a sweet answer, not accepting the truth, would be a game they could tolerate. My parents’ eyes and ears no longer wanted to know what I felt, how I was treated, supposedly thinking time would be their ally and I would grow out of it. Believe me when I say I did try to rattle my cage “out of it” when I first realized I would be forever shunned by them. But I think now, the word queer or gay or bi is more accepted, hopefully saving lives as it is.
“My stomach is tied up in knots” he exclaimed, folding his hands over his midriff. “I don’t think we can afford it and my classes are going to increase this coming semester!”
“Don’t be such a worry wart, we’ll get by just like we do now. Marriage vows between us won’t change anything financially. Besides, I just found out this morning I received an additional grant that will help.”
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