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my child

Your eyes, half-hidden  under a mound of hair, peek out with curiosity and wonder.  Advertisements

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dance with death

Twirl me round with wide, wild steps. Never let go. photo: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Phenakistoscope_3g07690b.gif

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becoming

I have never felt more whole than now, despite coming through a year in which my body has been cut into multiple times and parts have been removed.

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Post Bilateral Mastectomy Day 13.

Post Bilateral Mastectomy Day 13.

Three drains removed, one drain to go. One day at a time.

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illumination

I have no death sentence. The light of day still falls as it had done before, only now the evening comes with a bit more grace.

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