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I woke up the morning following my cancer diagnosis gripped with fear. Although woke up is not entirely accurate, since I got little sleep having suddenly come face to face with my own mortality.
“I don’t think he’ll pull through this time.” The nurse’s words reached Joe through a fog. She directed her words to his three children who had gathered around his bed just like they had gathered around another bed such a short time ago.
Dear Donald, First, I would like to explain why a picture of Donal Duck and not you. It's because, just like I did when I was a child, I would rather be writing a letter to him than you.
Yes, you read that right. So far I have made $3.28 in my highest earning month (excluding tips) and I'm proud of it. This month I want to double double that.
“Dave still doesn’t believe me about the night owl’s warning.” I stare at the ceiling of my shrink’s office. She’s scribbles notes on her pad. I asked her once to show me the notes she’d written about me, but she refused. She said it wasn’t beneficial for me to see them while my treatment was still continuing. I wondered if she shared them with Dave. If that was how she convinced him that I still needed the sessions.
We have been in the grip of the pandemic for nearly a year. It really feels quite incredible to think this has been going on for so long. It’s also crazy to think that this time last year we were still living normal lives. But aleady the storm clouds were gathering.
STAY AT HOME This is the order from the British Government for the second time this year. And for the second time this year my balcony is going to save me from insanity.
Lately I have been reading and hearing so much about the power of positivity and visualising your goals. I thought I should try it for myself. See if it works.