Take 2... as in blog # 2

Borrowed time… I’m not sure how the title will be taken, but it is true. I’m not trying to be anything but literal. I don’t say this with a gaping smile, or with fear in the shadows. I don’t say it looking for a discussion about life and death, nor do I say it with optimism or pessimism. I am literally saying, I am now living on borrowed time, like so many others out there… I survived a nasty cancerous tumor, lost both of my breasts, went through months and months of chemotherapy and Herceptin treatments, and here I stand… Feeling good, ready to get back to life, embracing all that I have, not what I lost. But, let’s be honest, without all of today’s modern medicine, I would not be here today. And with that said, this afternoon, I will attend a funeral. A family friend was not so lucky. Her cancer was discovered and days later she passed away. Today I will face what I tried so hard to fight against. And, I won. Why couldn’t she? I can’t answer that, nobody can. But I can be literal, and appreciative, and supportive, and knowledgeable about the fact that I am on borrowed time. From here on is a gift. Life is a gift.  And with that said, as I was driving to work this morning I wondered to myself about starting a new blog. I kind of miss traveling through my days looking for a good story. I kind of miss challenging myself to better my writing. I kind of miss reflecting the ways of the world via cyberspace. I FOR SURE needed a break for my last blog. Actually I needed a whole new blog. I am not going to focus on my illness, I am not going to harp on the idea of borrowed time, but I AM going to write. Just write. Whatever comes my way, whatever makes me think. And though the title of my blog might be a little uncomfortable for some (probably my family), if I’m going to do another blog, I might write about challenging and uncomfortable topics. Who knows really…?  All I do know is I kinda want to write. It might not be consistent, it might not be pretty, but it will be something.