It was a form of adult grounding, I suppose; one of those life events that demanded my schedule grind to a travel-free, work-minimized halt. While the introvert in me initially welcomed the mandatory hiatus, the rest of me chewed on the reason and all its implications: radiation. The six weeks of daily treatments were only a safeguard to eliminate any lingering cells from a surgically-removed lump. But still, even a very minor cancer painted in neon strokes that my health, and life, wouldn’t last forever. Full of idealism and energy in my twenties,
When My Kids Got In The Way Of My Passion
When My Kids Got In The Way Of My Passion
When My Kids Got In The Way Of My Passion
It was a form of adult grounding, I suppose; one of those life events that demanded my schedule grind to a travel-free, work-minimized halt. While the introvert in me initially welcomed the mandatory hiatus, the rest of me chewed on the reason and all its implications: radiation. The six weeks of daily treatments were only a safeguard to eliminate any lingering cells from a surgically-removed lump. But still, even a very minor cancer painted in neon strokes that my health, and life, wouldn’t last forever. Full of idealism and energy in my twenties,