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the best day: for casey
I thought the best day was the day I met you. I mean, I didn’t think it that day, of course, but that changed pretty quickly once we decided we liked each other. Then you proposed and that was the new best day. But then we got married and our…
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hives
I looked in the mirror as I got ready for bed, annoyed and slightly surprised to see physical evidence of stress oozing from my face in the form of angry, itchy hives. You see, it’s scan week – a week when tempers run shorter, and anxiety runs higher – but…
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a toast
Sometimes it feels like the cards are stacked against us. The cancer spreads and more treatment is necessary. Or a tumor is pinching a nerve and Casey can barely speak. Or his shoulder hurts too badly to do anything and I have to tackle the majority of life alone. Or…
Michelle Underwood 