Sunday, October 11, 2009


it's always something.
~roseanne roseannadanna (gilda radner)
and, of course, it is. sometimes it's a darn nuisance. sometimes it's soul shattering.
but it's always something. it's real life.
after gilda radner left saturday night live where she created some unforgettable, funny women characters--roseanne roseannadanna, emily litella--she set out to create a life for herself. for a decade she had been a successful workaholic as life whizzed by. falling in love with gene wilder helped her realize the pleasure of lowering gears. by the time they married in 1984, she wanted to pursue her dream of becoming a writer. always observant and knowing rich material when she found it, she began a book called portrait of the artist as a housewife, a collection of stories, poems, and vignettes celebrating domesticity and the humor inherent in toaster ovens and plumbers. it would have been hilarious.
but real life grabbed her attention with a diagnosis of ovarian cancer, and a grittier book emerged, it's always something, a defiantly irreverent, moving memoir. like other women who struggle with life-threatening illness, gilda mourned "my lost joy, my happiness, my exhilaration with life." the day before her diagnosis, life stretched before her, luminous in it's limitless possibilities. the moment after being told she had cancer, life's dimensions shrank to twenty-four-hour stretches.
in a moving essay contained in minding the body: women writers on body and soul, judy hooper rightly admonishes us: "we go around thinking that real life is about adding a rec room to the basement, but this is not about real life. cancer is real life. when we accept cancer, it is as if new systems within the organism automatically open--like the oxygen masks and flotation systems that automatically drop in your lap on a 747 in an emergency. when you walk this earth on borrowed time, each day on the calendar is a beloved friend you know for only a short time."
you begin to live.
why must we find a lump in our breast before this occurs? do you know? because i certainly don't. but i do know a wonderful woman who was very active at her children's school for many years, largely because after she had volunteered a generous amount of personal time, no one else came forward to take her place. the hours she put into her PTA related work were the equivalent of a full-time but unpaid second job. when she made the terrible discovery that she had breast cancer, she admitted to close friends that in a strange way, she was relieved. cancer meant she could start saying "no," create boundaries, and finally put down the school committee burden without guilt. now she could ransom back her life. after all, no one expects a woman fighting breast cancer to anything but take care of herself. of course, she was right.
when i heard this story i wanted to scream and cry: it was almost too much to take in. yes, it's always something. but it doesn't always have to have your name on it. i pray we never find a lump, but i pray just a fervently that we never squander or surrender another precious day for whatever reason.
and if you've already found a lump, i pray that you'll grow whole and old in joy, peace, and grace, gifting us for many years with your wisdom.
heaven knows, we need it.
~simple abundance: a daybook of comfort and joy.
in my decision to try and
just BE.
this year.
this is what i want for myself.
not to have to feel guilty
when i say no.
not to feel guilty
when i take time for myself.
to not let bad people and money problems
take over my life.
i want
to just enjoy life,
in some small way.
october is
breast cancer awareness month.
my wish for me
and for you
is to take a hold of your life
and live it.
live it real.
on your terms...not cancer's...
or anybody else's terms.
just you.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.



Well said. Fascinating photographs, too. Thankfully, today, the big C is not necessarily the death knell it used to be. Breast Cancer month has helped the cause which, reminds me, I have to post my recognition soon. Thanks for visiting!

Sara Chapman in Seattle, USA said...

Beautiful, beautiful post, coffee cup and text. I'd like to recommend a book I read a long time ago called "Self Assertion for Women." You can get it on Amazon, cheap. It was so helpful to me. Sometimes we don't say No because as women we are afraid to offend, afraid we won't be seen as nice, so many reasons. And it's so helpful to learn techniques so we still feel like a nice person and can set limits for ourselves, too.

Quilt Works said...

I love the romantic feeling your photos have! I love that misty look, beautiful!

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Sweet Repose said...

I'm one of those persons that looks at cancer as an everyday given...cancer tells us that something is wrong with the system and needs to be fixed, but I also feel that the cancer industry looks at it as profit.

The ability to cure is within our grasp, unfortunately we are bombarded with cancer causing agents every minute of the day, so staying healthy is certainly a challenge.

Beautiful post...thanks for the coffee this Monday morn, the misty shots are wonderfully blissful...winter is what it is...and this cold fall weather just made my Michigan apple taste divine!!!

Hey Tildy...