My life is not just about my chest, despite rumblings to the contrary. In the process of accepting all of this, perhaps we can learn to do better and to be forgiving for the times we fail. You should problem-solve! Life is a lot.

My column for Elle Canada. A blog that has nothing to do with cupcakes. 5 things not to say to new moms. A lot of people tack this sentiment onto their good wishes. Enjoy the extra snuggles! If a mom is loo.

Life after a tango with death and its best friend cancer. Like one, that on a lonesome road. Doth walk in fear and dread,. And having once turned round walks on,. And turns no more his head;. Because he knows, a frightful fiend. Doth close behind him tread.

The Ups and Downs of Breast Cancer. A Few Words about Dreams. Surgery-induced, chemo-induced, tired-of-trying-to-fight-this-induced sleep. I will need to call on my fuel reserves to cope with spending the day at the hospital tomo.

Cancer and other space journeys. There is less of me than before. Pieces missing, thin strips of tape. I peel off carefully, a scar. We were so full of holiday plans,. Timetables, organising collections,. Meeting deadlines, rushing,. Running, shouting hurry, hurry. Now there is only the stillness. Of the rain against the window. But when you helped me so slowly,. And you looked at me.

Learning To Dance In The Rain. The first time I was in was because of vomiti.

From Dolly Partons, to Milk Cartons. Bloody nora and strike me down with a wet lettuce, but the 12th December has finally arrived. Bit like most days really, it appeared after the one before. What the actual fuck is that upturned wok attached to your chest? But today, they. Dr Elf on the Shelf.