I received a note, today:
Thank you for registering for the Creative Art for Self-Expression Workshop at the Body, Mind, Spirit: National Conference for Young Women Living with Breast Cancer. This workshop will offer an opportunity to process and share the multiplicity of concerns and responses to living with breast cancer.
…I encourage you to bring photocopies of photographs of people, places and things that are significant to you. The pictures can be of things you love, loath, learn from or look forward to. There will be an opportunity to include these images and feelings in your art-making process.
Canadian Breast Cancer Network
I was thrilled and terrified. That loath made me sweat.
Then I realised: I loath no one.
I harbour hurt from four failed family relationships.
And, having zero contact with this famous four, mucky memories are my only foes.
The workshop’s kicking butt and I’m not even there yet.
Now, do I bring those four faces to Toronto, or no….?