6 years later...

44 years of age, Stage 3C ER + PR+ HER+ Mastectomy. 13 out of 15 lymph nodes+ 

Over 6 years ago...

Still a living, breathing, laughing, loving testimony to every thing we could ever believe in that is good, powerful, wonderful & true...She IS my sister. 

She is Moulin Rouge meets Rocky Horror and the moon meeting the sun. 

She is Cinderella dancing barefoot to the Beatles, the Stones, Stevie Ray Vaughan & Stevie Wonder...

and we all wonder how she does it... 

and how she does it so beautifully, so patiently, so lovingly & so strongly...

and I know that it's because she speaks her truth...

she told me...

she OWNS this cancer, it does not own her.

6+ Years Later...Walking the Walk 

 Please show your support for all survivors of everything that life throws out, in any way that you can. It has a tremendous butterfly-effect that you may never even know about. 

And if you have a nickel to spare...no amount is too small, please donate to 'yayafortatas'...It is Kimbies youngest walking the walk for her...

Even more important than raising tons of money, we want that roll of names on the far right to long & healthy :)

I remember singing this song...
some thirty years ago...
with you...
true sister-love of mine...
We may not sound like The Celtic Woman when we sing,
but still, may we close our eyes
sing to our hearts delight &
always, always, always believe.
Peace & Love
Rosemary & Thyme




Are you goin to scarborough fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework, then shell be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strand, then shell be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather, then shell be a true love of mine

Are you goin to scarborough fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine

LOVE
Love the fleeting peace
Love the living moment
Love the contagious laughter
Love the breezy quietness
Love the pounding waves
Love the soft, long dresses
Love the soulful barefeet
Love the live music
Love the beach people
Love the smorgasborg food
Love the sandy smiles
Love the spider-webbed hair



Love this kick-ass circle
Love the fleeting peace.
Love the moment.

'Starlight, star-bright, I wish I may, I wish I might,
have the wish I wish tonight'
A thousand gazillion-million stars winking and nodding in support over head.
Waves lapping at the sands like a big, black dog spread out over the cool, tile floor in front of the water bowl.
The sun rising, glistening, shining, warming and uncovering the days treasures that lay at our feet.
The amazement, wonder and awe of small eyes discovering something new and special and forgotten a thousand times over by mere adults.
The giggle, laughter, sigh and snoring sound of utter peace all around us...
as we wrap ourselves up in ourselves, our world, our blessings, our ocean...
our family, our friends, our love...

Less than thirty days to go, girls!

Periwinkle, periwinkle winking at me
Periwinkle, periwinkle sink into the sea
Periwinkle, periwinkle winking at me

We're eating pancakes, flapstacks, mashed potatos and even twice-baked potatos...
saving our precious little cents for the things that really make sense...
like a three sisters running away...

We're Silly Little Birds
and we're going to go to the beach
Come Hell or Highwater
We Will Have Peace