In the spring of 2006 my mother learned she had advanced ovarian cancer. She has seen me for a writer my whole life; in many ways it is because of her that I am one. I began this blog several months after her diagnosis, in part as a way of carving out a space where I might explore the many thoughts, feelings, and memories of her that were flooding me. Many of the posts deal implicitly or explicitly with the ways she has risen to the adventure - which she has seen as both hard and marvelous, in the original sense of the word - of having cancer.
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Gorgeous profile, Leah. I need to go read her!
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