Friends walked a Relay for Life race in my name

All dried up and no where to go

Still don’t think I look that good in ice blue

First tip: find laughter wherever you can

I’d rather play this child-designed mayhem than the cancer numbers game

Everything turns pink in October, even this red flower

Everyone can dance with joy at a Cancer Survivor party

I’d happily move to the non-Cancer place, if I could find it

He didn’t shave his head for me, but he shaved mine

A cancer diagnosis changes the air, the view, your world

Everyone needs a life preserver of love sometimes

Cindy cut me a sweet ‘do in advance of the trauma of hair loss

Let the doll be the superhero so you don’t have to be

Let the letter-writing critique begin

The totem may help us say all the things we need to say