This morning, while I was making myself a cup of coffee, I saw my reflection in the curved, stainless steel surface of the kettle as…
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I often think about my mother at this time of year. Today, Dec. 15, would have been her 94th birthday. But I think about more…
A caregiver’s energy is a rare currency. When we spend it, we’re not doing so in single, large transactions. Instead, we’re making thousands of tiny…
In my first column, I wrote about how my myeloma diagnosis put me in a place I call the land of “I Don’t…
As I write this, yesterday was Tuesday. Perhaps it was a great day for someone who got a promotion or received a gift. But for…
Ever since my mum was diagnosed with myeloma, I’ve had to rewrite my vocabulary. My days are no longer filled with deadlines and projects,…
When you or someone you know is suspected of having a rare cancer like myeloma, it is natural to prepare for the worst. You…
I am learning to unlearn certain things. Throughout my life, I was taught that if you work hard, you will succeed. I was also taught…
Women often play the role of caregiver. When our loved ones are sick or hurting, we’re the ones ladling out chicken soup, whether it’s for…
It happened at the drugstore. My shoulders were tight as I leaned against the counter. It was the fourth time that evening that I was…
