cancer – Parables of Hope

That Day I Met Love

It has been said that where two or three gather, there Love is with them. This is what I know of the valet lobby at Dana Farber Cancer Institute. The Love that emulates from this special space is sacred. I see this Love in the eyes of the valet workers. A Love that doesn’tContinue reading “That Day I Met Love”

Normal

I just marked my calendar: January 2nd, “LAST CHEMO” I mean, it’s a relief, really. A joy to be done with this! No more sick babies, hospital visits, throwing chairs as I dart across the room, tub in hand, at the sound of retching. No more fear of missing that one hint that my childContinue reading “Normal”

Again.

by Cheryl Kerredited by Deana Tavares I remember Kissing, your bald headYou were smaller thenStill, the same fuzzYou were crying Would not be soothedI had a million things to do. Every reasonTo lay you down Let you cry yourself to sleepBut, oh, that bald headSmelling like powder Innocence Simplicity I chose to hold you High Upon my chestYourContinue reading “Again.”

The Value of Joy

Finding and even MAKING joy inside the deep crevices of suffering is what gives life when it feels as if every other element is trying so hard to take it away. It was late and everyone was tired… which made it the perfect moment for our foolery. Carefully, with one of us watching the door,Continue reading “The Value of Joy”