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Lisa McIntire
No Theoretical People
Tomorrow is election day, which means for the last several months, politicians and talking heads have force fed us dogmatic assertions...
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Journals
Lisa McIntire
My Own Breast Cancer Awareness
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and the pink ribbon is everywhere. As a one-year breast cancer survivor, I am thankful for...
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Watch the Birds
I could win an Olympic gold medal in worrying. Maybe it’s my empathetic nature or maybe it’s descending from a long line of worriers, but...
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Cancer Girl Goals
This cake doesn’t look like much. In fact, it isn’t much. It’s a simple flourless torte from one of my dog-eared cookbooks. Before...
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Bald Dancing
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being bald. I knew it was coming, and I even had a few weeks to mentally prepare.
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Chemo Kindergarten
I feel so violated. I've been kidnapped from my full, active, happy life and taken against my will to this strange and scary Cancer Land.
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Mobilizing the Troops
I had no idea that the first visit to the oncologist would result in five more appointments the following week alone...
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Second Opinions and Navigating the Medical Maze
Almost from the moment I was diagnosed with breast cancer, we have been advised – by doctors and patients alike – to get a “second...
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Telling My Peeps
It occurs to me that now that I know I have cancer, other people will need to know too. My husband and mom were with me when I got the...
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D-Day
Today was D-Day—diagnosis day. My kind but matter-of-fact doctor called with the biopsy results I was dreading. I have breast cancer –...
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Learning to Speak Cancer
The flood of phone calls has started. First the surgeon’s office, then the “nurse navigator”, who apparently helps all the breast cancer...
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Little Kindnesses
It happens to all of us in this life, and our time was last week. Tragedy strikes and time stands still. A mind in shock responds the...
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Words That Honor
I turned 50 last November, and even in the weird year that was 2020, there were many memorable birthday moments—a cozy candlelight dinner...
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Asking Honest Questions
As each new year unfolds, I carve out some time for silence and solitude for the sole purpose of making space to reflect and refocus....
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A Regular Tuesday (and my 50th birthday)
I’ve officially outlived my expiration date. Every breath is now a bonus, every heartbeat icing on the cake.
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The Empty Nest
It’s been one long month since we moved our youngest to college. So, for the first time in 27 years, our home is childless – the empty nest
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Tricked by God
Have you ever felt tricked by God? I sure have.
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Your Body Knows
For most of my life, I have ignored—even resented—the messages my body was sending me. My body was something to be mastered,
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Love One Another
Such anger and anxiety in our nation right now. We feel out of control, and it’s showing. We and our fellow citizens are marching and...
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Grieving Graduation
My son was supposed to graduate from high school today.
Micah's the baby, the one the doctors said I had practically no chance of raising
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