[Laurel]

MJo, surviving cancer is like dieting...there are those days when your resolve shocks you. You pass over the chocolate fudge brownies without so much as a nimble only to succumb another day to the siren call of the potato chips! Living means being apart of all that is LIFE, the good, the bad, and the ugly. Like it or not we are woefully and utterly human in all our frail, neurotic glory (but remember we are created in God's image!!!!).

Okay, my time to share....I get bugged when people demand (wittingly or unwittingly) of me what they would have demanded pre-cancer. Sometimes I just want to say, "Hey, CANCER SURVIVOR here! Don't need the stress of your problems. Got plenty of my own. Not the same do-it-all-million-balls-in-the-air-gal here, okay? Look, I get TIRED now. My body is creaky. I've got the estrogen level of an 80 year old. My feet are so stiff I hobble, yes HOBBLE! Go bug someone else!"

Of course we cannot say all that, can we? No, we are women (most of us) so we throw the balls up into the air and keep juggling them with our stiff hands...