My Organic Aunts

My Organic Aunts have been in the fresh food business waaaaay before it was chic...I'm talking the original 1960's organic...juicing and sluicing all kinds of goodness in the food categories. You know about Aunt Vu - she tried to convince me that carob was just like chocolate when I was about 10 years old (seriously, I didn't buy it, altho now I make similar claims. I also like fruitcake so go figure.) When Vu kicked through the door and blasted off to the next space she left behind my other Organic Aunt, C., and it tore C's heart in half. Now C. is on her own to mend that tear - which had already been scarred by the loss of her brother just about 8 months before (Dick will have to have his own space in a blog - which would be his style - more on him in short order.) What C. doesn't see is that she isn't on her own to mend that bleeding heart, that there is a huge circle of love awaiting her command with band aids, and salve, and kisses for boo-boos, and cold compresses and all sorts of loving - she just needs to say the word...But for now she is working through what she needs to work through. It's complicated, of course, by all kinds of other critical life factors. I mean nothing is really simple is it? In the end it is simple though - we just have to simply let go and let things be. Then, like leaves floating down a river, things will flow as they need to be. It sounds a little like peace, love and hippie beads - but it's the truth. Rest easy C., we really, really are ready when you are.

Dear Aunt WWW...and you know who you ARE!

September 13 already.  Unbelieveable.  Life goes on in the most lovely way...still living in the bliss of post treatment life.  And bliss it is - cause life is precious and everyone aught to know it.  Hardly a day goes by without someone telling me a fantastic story - of both the miraculous and the sorrowful.  Heart transplants (20 years out), loosing a loved one after a valient battle - I could go on and on.  And now I know that when you are a cancer survivor that you become a beacon of hope for every life that was lost to the "c" situation...am looking forward to getting my three months out button in a couple weeks.  Last treatment was on June 24th so I'll count that as my celebration date.  Every day, in every way, feels different and fresh and simply the best.  Even the most imperfect things seem to be, well perfect.  So, to Aunt WWW(which is NOT what I would name you) there is goodness after the bad, there is light after the dark, there is going to be lovely coming your way - JUST HANG ON...all you have to do is HANG ON...things will change, you will change, and life will be different.  Love you till then as much as I love you now.