The plan was twenty-eight sessions of radiation. When I first heard this number it sounded like a lot. I mean, it was Stage 1; we had caught
Author: Celenia Delsol
I write, I coach, I counsel and I speak about "A New Normal: Living & Loving Your Life After Loss." This was not by design. This was after experiencing the loss of my son to suicide in 2010, a cancer diagnosis in 2016, my mother's cancer diagnosis in 2017, my sister's ALS diagnosis in the same year. Loss and more loss and more loss. You'd think I would have curled up into a ball or hidden in a cave. And yes, that was appealing for a while with each new calamity. But I am a survivor. Many of us are. I write because it helped me make sense of the absurdity of life, and I share my writing because people let me know that it speaks to them. I write with others because the interaction feeds my mind and heart. I coach and counsel others because I have something of value to offer those who are on their own journey of grief and healing. I speak to inspire others to carry on when life has not been kind. There is no going back to normal when tragedy strikes. There is only moving forward. Into A NEW NORMAL.
The Story I Don’t Want To Tell You (About My Cancer) – Part V: Mother & Daughter
SHERO (pronounced SHEE-roe) a female hero, a feminist warrior, a woman who’s willing to be a badass There are a few sheros in this story.
The Story I Don’t Want To Tell You (About My Cancer) – Part IV: Chemo
Just as I was finally fully recovered from my butt surgery, and before chemotherapy could begin, a simple surgical procedure was required to insert a
The Story I Don’t Want To Tell You (About My Cancer) – Part III: Post-Op
My “medical problem” is on a part of my body that people generally sling insults or make jokes about. I’m not in the habit of
The Story I Don’t Want To Tell You (About My Cancer) – Part II: The Surgery
The thought of someone slicing into my body is not as alarming as it probably should be. Yes, it’s going to be on my butt, and yes,
Writing & The Itty Bitty Inner Critic Committee
Yes, I have a whole committee. They are a noisy crew, and lately, as I question whether to dive into the RE-writing phase of my
Just Another Moment
The moment is at 5:41 a.m. It’s not yet daylight. My housemate Lulu is licking my hand. I’m not usually awake at this hour and
The Story I Don’t Want To Tell You (About My Cancer) – Part I: The “Hemorrhoid”
Let’s dive right in, shall we? But first, one great, big, gnarly caveat: Know that if you’re not a doctor or nurse or paramedic or
25 Random Things
Hello Beloved Blog Buddies, It has been over half a year since I last posted. Back then I was two weeks into my recovery from surgery:
The Big C
Once upon a time I worked in an organization where there were two of us with names that began with C. I became “Big C”
There’s Always Enough To Share
It’s that time. Tomorrow the lucky Americans (because let’s not forget: not all of our citizens are living “The Dream”) will be seated at a table with
Experiencing Wonder
The First Time: I was two years old. It was my virgin voyage on an airplane, flying from New York City to Puerto Rico (which is where
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