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First thing in the morning, on my daily quest to find laughter to set the mood for the rest of my day, I often find unexpected treasures, and many of them make me cry happy tears.
Tag: <span>Vegan</span>
I’m interested in environmental issues, among other things, so I write about them as I write about everything else that moves me. I try to do my best in my everyday life – day after day to keep this world green and safe. BUT I’M NOT PERFECT.
But who is?
This is my first monthly review in 2024, and I am already running late. It seems I have been falling behind with everything and I am still playing catch-up. Too much has been going on. On January 7th, my doctor declared me ‘healthy’ again. After weeks of battling a cold that had lingered for weeks, I could finally stop the antibiotics and I restarted my low-dose chemo drug.
I listened to a hunter from Africa
say
“all life is sacred”
It seems the universe will never stop interfering with my plans, and life itself doesn’t seem to take me and my goals too seriously either. My well-meant intent to use the new year for 12 months of change and purpose has now somehow become more of a monthly reminder of how many of my plans, dreams, and goals I never achieve, due to interruptions I didn’t plan on.
Seven weeks have passed since I started the chemo-drug Methotrexate. Sadly, my dose has increased, which seems to be normal -a fact they didn’t share with me at first. Once a week, I meet the Nightingales, that’s what I call them. A form of endearment, a tribute to Florence Nightingale and all the others who followed in her footsteps, and take care of us when we need them the most.
I have a disease that can take up to fifteen years off my life expectancy, and I happen to find this highly inconvenient. I have been setting the age of my demise at 80′-something, so fifteen years less would mean I could say bye-bye with 65, which is just not an option. Don’t you dare cheat me out of my years!
The Oscars and I have broken up years ago, not sure what happened between us, I suppose we were tired of each other, had different points of views, had drifted apart over time. Yet, here I find myself being mesmerized by an Oscar acceptance speech. A voice for the voiceless.