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Erica’s Cancer Journey: Why I do not want a living funeral

Erica’s Cancer Journey: Why I do not want a living funeral

In my dying, socializing asks more of me than I can often give. Like love, death is bigger than us. I am discovering that my end-of-life journey requires different energy and rhythms from my previous life patterns. I also do not desire your reassurance to “feel better” about my health situation, nor am I in a position to shoulder your grief.

Vying for the vista: Carleton Mabee’s final opus, Saving the Shawangunks

Vying for the vista: Carleton Mabee’s final opus, Saving the Shawangunks

The book is positioned as a celebration of nature’s fragile ecosystems and of the David v. Goliath community members (for David’s tactics, in this case, were largely litigatory) banded together to protect them. But in the moment-to-moment of the prose and in the very consciously balanced, 360-degree management of his facts, Mabee reveals himself mostly as a fastidious historian and no polemicist at all.

Erica’s Cancer Journey: Brain bling

Erica’s Cancer Journey: Brain bling

My husband estimates that my innate worth has grown 47 cents due to the three new tiny gold seeds in my head (probably as close as I’ll ever get to wearing a tinfoil hat). This metal trio is smaller than rice and glued onto my skull to help point the radiation beam to the correct spot in my brain. My husband was delighted that the doctor jokingly said he could bring his own drill along.