As the school year limps to a close, I have a distinct picture of myself as that runner who is carried to the finish line of the race– sweaty and cramped– by her fellow runners. I want to take this moment to thank my fellow runners of sorts — the people who on a daily basis carry me to the finish line — my carpool driving partners.  → Read More

Friendships can develop in many ways. Some friendships take you by surprise, which is how it happened with Ginny and me. While we’d never so much as gone out for coffee in all the time we’d known each other, we shared many a chat in my foyer when she stopped by—her newborn sleeping in the car at times.  → Read More

It’s clear to you immediately that you can have anything you want when you have cancer. Word spreads, and your doorstep shows it—a cheery bunch of Gerber daisies, a little tin of peanut butter cookies, a calla lily. The phone calls are endless. You think to yourself that your diagnosis is probably generating as much curiosity and awkwardness as winning the lottery would. Except two people who still want you to find their bunny—not that one!—and fill up their sippy cup and read them a book.  → Read More