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Thursday

Mystery Cloud

Odd cloud formation taken 8-27-09 on 41st St Capitola CA on Twitpic

As I came out of the thrift shop I looked at the sky and had a moment of, "oh, my". I had never seen anything like that before. Made me thing of an oppositional tornado, or reverse image, or something. I'm sure my science fiction friends or science minded friends would have a better name for it. But, I just had to stop and take a picture.

Tuesday

Cancer gave me the gift of life and hope through terrible sufferring


There was a time when cancer was a long drawn out time in my life with many recurrences and aftereffects that never stop.

I didn't think much of it at the time, but lately was made aware how it might have had an impact on others.

So, I wrote some friends. This is what I asked:

Were you affected by it?
Do you have one memory in particular that stands out in your mind?
Was there maybe one moment of inspiration or discouragement that came from the experience of knowing me and knowing that I had a history of cancer?
Was there some realization that came to you that touched your life?
Even if the way my cancer affected my life after I was done with the worst of it?
Did you gain some new understanding by knowing that I had that experience?

A dear old friend who I hadn't been in touch with for a while responded:

I think perhaps the most important thing to consider is the uncertainty of having a friend who is uncertain about her future. At the same time as you seemed positive that you would be alive the next year; you also seemed to be reluctant to plan very far ahead. And I suspect that you often missed opportunities in your life that would have required a long-term commitment to something beside your disease. Now I don't know you well enough to know how many of those opportunities were simply impossible because of your disease, and how often you might have used the disease as an excuse for not doing something, or how often the simple uncertainly of not knowing what the future held made it see impossible to plan ahead. But I'll bet that if you had known that you would still be here at the age you are now, after all these years, you would have planned a lot differently and would have taken advantage of more opportunities.

I was deeply touched that my old friend had these insights and it got me to thinking about them. Most definitely I would have lived my life differently if I knew that I was going to survive. But, I think I wouldn't have treasured life the way I do. I don't think I would have dared to do so many things as I have. (I didn't care if I was taking a risk, after all, I was going to die anyways, was my attitude) On the other hand, I could have completed my education, could have planned on a career, an income, a retirement fund.

I can't say I would have had a marriage that would last, or a home filled with children. I did get married a few times. Having cancer return over and over again can really stress out a marriage. Having long term medical consequences due to the cancer, but not the cancer itself, can be terribly confusing, not only to husbands, and families but friends and strangers as well.

Sure, I might be able to hiking one day, but be laid up in bed the next. Gives people conflicting messages. You know what I mean?

I actually did have a home at one point, a job, not a career, but hope that I might be able to work permanently, but those dreams were dashed. So owning a home, became owning a 1947 mobile home, if you can call it that. A trailer home is the right word for it. Beyond that never again. Always a renter. One time in a tent for a short while til a friend took me in.

For me, it's true... Home is where the heart is.

The more I think about it, I realize I am deeply touched by what my friend wrote. His insight gave me a intake of breath, and something to think about that had never occurred to me.

I don't think I ever gave much consideration to the uncertaintly that others might have felt about my own uncertainty in making plans. Though, I think I had grown used to being aware that some others cut off being friends because I couldn't always keep a date to do things with them. Plans for out to breakfast or a movie, or whatever, often had to be cancelled on a moment's notice simply because all of a sudden I didn't feel well. And that doesn't always win friends who want to someone reliable. Not everyone understood the fluctuations in my health. Usually whenever anyone saw me in public, I looked okay, so because I wasn't seen as unwell, it was hard to believe there were times when I couldn't function. And of course I seldom went out when I wasn't well, so no one ever really saw me that way. They just couldn't make the connection.

One thing I have no regrets about is, even though I wasn't certain about the long term future, it just made me live for the moment, and take every opportunity I would not have considered in the past, had I been without the long term history of cancer.

It turns out having cancer became a gift for me. Gave me rights and freedoms, I never would have considered before I had cancer. Sometimes I took chances with my life that were dangerous as I mentioned earlier. Mountain climbing in a rural area in high heat, with a camera taking, lots of film but no water. What was I thinking? I just wanted to capture beauty on film. But without sufficient water? Stupid, yes. But at that moment when doctors were telling me to stay home and wait it out, I felt I had nothing to lose but my life, and damn it, I'd rather go the exciting way. Why stay home in bed to die, if I can help it? Get out and DO something! If there is a will, there is a way, they say. I could barely walk that day, had to use a cane. But, it was worth every struggling step, every drop of sweat, and the joy of seeing my child explore the wilderness, while Mommy poked along. Don't worry, he knew not to wander off.

Of course, there were those days when all I could do was just lie abed and just wish I could be somewhere else. But, those days have their own special qualities, too. Some not so great. But, there's always something to gather from ones' experiences. Don't you think? One can learn from the "negatives".

My dear friend was right about my having missed opportunities in life I didn't always have a nagging feeling maybe I wouldn't be around long enough to meet a goal, any goal. That's why I never had a career, though I had a plethora of jobs and volunteering, and going back to school under auspices of Vocational Rehabilitation, in order to return to work. Imagine my disappointment in learning I had a return of tumor to put the kabosh (sp) on it all. I had taken the pre-requisites for medical school, Well almost.... still missing a few credits. If I had firm hope, perhaps I would have gone back and finished, but I did not.

Then, there were all those years I just kept going to school for the sheer sake of the joy of learning, regardless of outcome. I changed majors constantly so I wouldn't have to graduate. I could do that here in CA, don't know if it can be done elsewhere.

My life always seems incomplete. I feel everything has been interrupted. Hopes and plans are not allowed. Keep everything short term. That's the way to live my life, because you never know when cancer is going to come back and change all your ideas, change your geography, change your group of friends.

There's a few things I do wish I could have done. Have my artwork known, and published, for example. I've written a lot over the years but never disciplined enough to polish anything off. Besides, starting things is what I do. There is no promise of fulfillment. So, the starting of things is fulfillment enough. I have so many unfinished stories, a collection of unmatched poetry, a ton of diaries, so many different styles of artwork..... nothing finished.... nothing finessed.... incomplete.

If I still have one thing I'd like to do, I'd write my autobiography. Well, in a way I do that anyway, but I wish it could become published and make an impression on other people's lives.

"Did you read that book about the woman who had cancer, lost one of her kids to adoption, had all those failed marriages with men who couldn't deal with her illness? Wasn't it amazing how she learned to walk, when they said she couldn't? And she's still alive after all this time. Her cancer was so rare. I've never even heard of it. Have you? What was it called anyways? I forget. But, I will never forget that book!"

Pipe dreams. I'm not a celebrity. It wouldn't sell. Blah! Still I write, though not well organized.

And still, there is so much more to write..... Maybe here is good enough.

Monday

Bambi, the pure white cat

I adopted Bambi on my birthday to come live with me, Jeffery, and Ninja. She is a sweet but feisty soul!

Wednesday

A fire started today up in the Santa Cruz Mountains near Bonny Doon. The news is saying it started off of Empire Grade Rd.

Monday

Shake Your Tail Feather!

The first 26 seconds are a little slow but that bird can outdance you! This is FUNNY!!!

Breathing Beauty

From within the soft
moist darkness
of my mothers’ womb,
I was entranced
by the diffuse orange glow.
She had been hanging clothes
on the line, breathing in
that great surge of energy
women have before delivery.

Born at sunset solstice day.
I didn’t always remember;
until it came to my memory
during a meditation
in the mountains
thirty years hence.

Sunset is still
my favorite time.
At the beach
I just sit,
watch,
feel,
and be with that tangerine sky
after the blue
before the pink
at dusk
when,
just for a moment,
beauty pervades everything.

It is then
I take my next "First Breath"
and begin life, again.

Overheated Lemon

Dont EVER buy a Toshiba laptop s6916.

I bought one brand new just last week.

It's so hot on the touch pad (touchpad) that, after just an hour of use my fingers were burning. Even my palms turned red. I got a thermometer, the kind you stick in your mouth and laid it against the underneath of touchpad. It registered 100.3 degrees farenheit.

Took it back, they gave me another.

The second one was hot too even though, this time I used a cooling pad beneath it. Then it totally crashed in 5 hours. I got a pixelated white screen. Really don't want to keep a lemon that crashes on the first day. So I took it back, too.

I know that with laptops they make things so they can squeeze as much as possible into as small a space as possible, so it will do the most work and run the fastest and all that. But, does anybody ever test their completed product with real people? A geek that has five computers spread out on the desk with all the right accessories is not the best person to test out a new laptop. I'm a retired housewife. (Does anybody use that word anymore?) I run an online support group. I can be on the computer many hours a day.

If I cannot sit at my computer and type away, or click away without pain, then Toshiba didn't do a very good job of having their s6916 laptop tested.

I'm really sad about it. My previous laptop is a Toshiba. I've had it since 2004, and I loved it. But, I needed something faster now, with more power, and more storage and all that. So, of course, I wanted another Toshiba, but what a disappointment!

I googled Toshiba s6916 and learned that others had the same problem with the heat as I did. There were links to Toshiba site where people had written in about it but when I clicked those links another page came up instead of the one with the quotes that showed up on Google. Even tried the Google cache page but Toshiba page took right over. Guess they don't like for people to say they have a problem with their product.

They ought to just do a recall, and be honest about it.

If I see something public like that, perhaps I would reconsider getting a Toshiba product again in the future. But right now, I would not want to get stuck with a lemon like that again. Thank heavens I was able to return the second one, and get another brand entirely.

Wednesday

Afraid

Written summer 1976 during a time of self-discovery and freeing myself from behaviors that hurt me.

I'm afraid to break free from depression and negativity,
self-loathing
and loneliness.


I'm afraid I'm not worthy
afraid nobody likes me
nobody needs me
or wants me
or loves me.


Afraid I'm incapable of loving
or being loved
or accepting love at all.


I'm afraid of making bad impressions on people,
of saying the wrong thing
at the wrong time,
of reversing my words, slurring my sentences
into indistinguishable pratter,
stuttering aimlessly, repeating myself----
just not making any logical sense at all.


I'm afraid there might be food stuck between my teeth
or a booger hanging from my nose
afraid my teeth aren't white enough
or my hair isn't shiny enough
too short the bald spot showing



Afraid my mascara will run down my face
like the time it did
at a party
and the guys kept commenting
about my "unusual eyes"
I never knew how my makeup was smeared
'til I got to my car
I saw my reflection in the rearview mirror
a raccoon woman staring back at me.


I'm afraid of making friends with people
afraid of trusting
or believing that anyone is truly kind
or capable of loving
or genuine or honest.


I'm afraid to go to the beach
afraid to wear a swimsuit in public
afraid others might see my surgical scars
afraid I look like the Bride of Frankenstein
afraid I smell like the Bride of Frankenstein
afraid my body odor is offensive fifteen feet away,
or, worse yet, my vaginal secretions.
After all, I can smell myself from here!


I'm afraid somebody might get too close.
afraid of closeness
afraid of not having someone to be close with.


I'm afraid my too-tight pants will split a seam,
afraid my zipper's been open all day,
and afraid nobody likes me well enough to tell me,
"Hey, your zipper's open,
your make-up is smeared
There's a booger in your nose,
food in your teeth."


I'm afraid of not thinking clearly,
not being understood
not being heard
not being liked.





I'm afraid I spend too much time being so afraid.


Worst of all,
I'm afraid of not being anything else but who I am.




copyright Elizabeth Munroz

Sunday

Beverly Hills Chihuahua

Katsumi and I went to Applebee's for dinner and then afterwards, shopping at Ross, where we looked for some new pants for him. He ended up with socks and I got new shoes. He is always so good at helping to pick things out. He also chose some new drinking glasses for me. They are crystal with a gold rim. Beautiful.

We went for ice cream and then on to the movies. We saw Beverly Hills Chihuahua. It was pretty funny! I hope you will go see it, too.

Hope Esperanza

Laurie has designed many finely crafted pendants. Hope Esperanza was named after a dear family friend, and has a unique and dramatic style. It's natural beauty demonstrates the kind of hope that we all can have. It can be worn for daytime casual as well as night time elegance.


Saturday

As Distinctive as you are.

..your source for jewelry that's as unique and distinctive as you are.

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Hope Esperanza



Laurie has designed many finely crafted pendants. 

This piece, Hope Esperanza, was named after a dear family friend, and has a unique and dramatic style. 

It's natural beauty demonstrates the kind of hope that we all can have. 

It can be worn for daytime casual as well as night time elegance.





 

/THUID JEWELRY COMES FROM NO WHER ELSE ON EARTH IT COME FRO M THE HEART OF A WOMAN WHO HAS GROWN AND HAD LOSS, SHE HAS THE MULTITALENTED OF ONE WHO KNOWS. SHE IS ABLE TO IMPART THIS BEAUTY THROUGH THE GIVE OF THE ANBELS