Long time

June, July, August
Sept., Oct., Nov., Dec., Jan., Feb., March
Long journey indeed.


Now, I may simply
recover, and breathe a bit
Celebrate? Not yet.


Post traumatic growth?
Another bar set so high,
Repair cells and soul.


Love,
Amelia

Not many words for it all

Dear Ones, much to say
Radioactivity
Taken attention.


Radiation - my
tired, burned finale
Back when recover'd


Back off, don't touch
Yes, beautiful scarf is green
Respect boundary


Slash, poison and burn
Our modern cancer treatment
Add ancient wisdom


Cancer survivor?
Or a treatment survivor?
Either way, I'm here, life good.


So deeply tired
Energy needed to heal
Awake exhausted


Please, a gown that fits?
Really? I have to ask you?
First in thirty months?


Fresh aloe and tea
Not ointments or cortisone
No skin breakdown, hmmmm


Are we crazy? yes
Feet feel better out of shoes
Went to flower show


Much love to you all
Treatment, tough and tiring
Gratitude, miss you.

~Amelia