Author: rugby843

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

RXC 8-9-26

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Current is an excellent word to describe life as you age. I have been adrift a few times after 2013 when my husband passed away. And I’m not saying he controlled my life and then I was somehow unmoored, no it was circumstance all the way, or maybe fate? Life had become more difficult as I had become unable to drive and ended up in a wheelchair, using a scooter, etc, before in 2010-2012. The family around me all changed and I became a willing resident of Wyoming in 2014. I had no idea what I was getting into, such as constant wind, ‘ol boy mentality complete with gun toting even at the grocery store atmosphere. I’ll just let that sink in. Then four months later I got cancer again, so yes, the current keeps flowing and if you can’t or won’t hold your head above water, you’ll drown…in self pity, fear of the future,remorse, etc. You can’t possibly choose that, so you float, bobbing up to the top with positivity, and support and love of family and friends.

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #442

Fandango’s Story Starter

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I started to slip off the edge as I reached down to find a rope to hang onto. The raft was wet and too slippery. The guide, supposedly an experienced rafter, was panicking as my husband had fallen out and was floating fast right in a piling path. My children were told to huddle in the center of the raft where my heavy bodied neighbor sat. I was then bounced off and into the water, fast paced rapids pushed me into a rock on the side of the river and cracked my glasses. They probably saved me from a concussion. A raft customer on the shore jumped in to pull my husband to safety. That was enough experience in that river. Make sure to check your rafter/guide knows what he’s doing!

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Fandango’s Story Starter #258

SoCS 8-8-26

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Travel is rare for me today. Unless you count the hospital transport for doc appointments. Those are rare for me today also, thank goodness. The transport is free and the drivers are great, friendly and helpful. We are lucky to have this service. We need other free travel for handicapped people here in the city. Have a nice Sunday!👍🏻☺️

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 8, 2026

The Sunday Whirl

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It was a rare lazy morning when Kate heard the drumming of the woodpeckers on the roof. The first time she heard the odd knocking she got her keys and placed the chain in place before opening the door. The country community had their fun telling stories of ghosts whispering and urged her to always beware of visitors to her remote home. Nervously humming while making her coffee, she decided the knocking was only a bird looking for his own breakfast.

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Wordle 769

Six Sentence Story – Fire Fail

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Joe loved the idea of a romantic fire, sitting by it with his friend on a chilly evening. The cabin did have a fireplace, but hadn’t been used in years. Charlie bragged he knew everything about building a good fire and proceeded to gather wood from the outbuilding. Putting big logs in the inside of the fireplace, no lighting would stay. The trouble came when he realized he needed kindling, so grabbed the axe and headed out to the woodpile. One chop and a wood chip flew into his face, thus needing a doctor for stitches immediately.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!

Friday Fictioneers

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Walking on a summer day, the words of poets come to play. Probably the most repeated are William Shakespeare’s, “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day”. I do not have his talent, but I do love the scenes of the season. This sky being piqued in the beautiful blue with clouds puffy and white floating here and there, as if just passing through to turn gray in a thunderstorm, also prevalent in summer. Seagulls streaking, looking for fish or scraps on the bridge, where you hear creaking underfoot as you walk the bleached planking. It’s summertime at the shore.

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7 August 2026