“When shall we three meet again – in thunder, lightening, or in rain?” “When the hurly-burly’s done, when the battle’s lost and won.” “That will be ere the set of sun.” -William Shakespeare, Macbeth At some point during high school or college most of us studied Macbeth; Shakespeare’s tale that begins with three witches foretelling the rise of a king and a lady that will stop at nothing to see her husband fulfill their prophecy. Cancer reminds me of Macbeth, specifically the t

" I'll stand by you. So if you're mad get mad, don't hold it all inside. Come on and talk to me now. Hey there, what you got to hide? I get angry too, well Im a lot like you." -The Pretenders, "I'll Stand By You" “How do you do it? How do you handle the loss of these people you knew? Your friends? How? Maybe you need to take a break, just for a little while…” If I had a dime for each time I’ve heard statements made in this vein, from those that love me the most, I could retir

I’m leaving cancer behind. That’s been my mantra for the past two weeks as I pack up the house I’ve lived in for the last 12 years. It’s time to move…and time for me to move on. When we moved out of our very first home…in a beautiful leafy neighborhood in northern New Jersey I cried. Well, that might be an understatement; I bawled. Big fat salty tears rolled down my face as it contorted into the ugliest of ugly cries. It’s a good thing my husband loves me – because there is n