March Forth

I’ve been in a weird place, lately.

Somewhere where I don’t know where I am.

I’ve fallen off my anti-cancer wagons. And then beaten myself up, accordingly.

I’ve slipped into my pre-c self-loathing. And then beaten myself up, accordingly.

I’ve tried and succeeded. I’ve tried and failed.
I’ve floundered.

But we’re alive, healthy and happy. March break is just around the corner. Mark’s employment story looks bright.

And the canal is still open — and perfect. March fourth.

March forth.

About Andrea

Andrea Ross was diagnosed with breast cancer October 6, 2009 and intends to survive and thrive. You can read more from Andrea here.

  • Isabelle Michaud

    I do that too. It’s not fun. Try not to listen to the inside voices. They are not saying the truth about you. They are distorting things. You are really wonderful Andrea, really. A really cool woman, intelligent, strong, creative, thoughtful, gentle. Don’t listen. Plug your inside ears, sing a song to drown them out. Active and Creative minds cannot stop thinking, they just think and think, and sometimes they turn on themselves and eat themselves out. I really miss you. Dave will go to PAB again, not me. I will be in Morocco. Taking the bus, will only have a quick transfer in Ottawa. On the way back, the 29th of May, I might drop by?

  • Loose seal. Watch out for loose seal!

  • Thank you, Isabelle. You are wise and kind and I’m grateful for our friendship.nnWe’ll miss you at PAB and are thrilled that you’ll be visiting May 29. Please do and stay as long as you like. We’ve missed you too.nnBon voyage!nxo

  • nWell, that could have something to do with the fact that a seal ate his hand.nnnIt was that.

  • janice

    Yes, beat yourself up for self loathing. So productive. . . So familiar. And we are otherwise very bright women!nnOn that note, I shall March Forth and enjoy my weekend. I will be sure to watch out for a loose seal. And the other loose seal.

  • Sheree Fitch153

    Self loathing —- the demon that lurks in all of us like a mean little troll who wants to hold us hostage under the bridge and eat us for supper. Read the Three Billy Goats GRUFF. Troll foldy roll be gone. Banished. ( for now!)

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