Dis-assembly and Re-construction

I’m moving through a few weeks that are going to be hairy. My annual trip to Nantucket had arrows shooting at it from every which way – from any angle of resources it was the worse time to go, then JetBlue cancelled my flight; I had to spend the night in Boston, and buy an additional one-way flight to Nantucket, and my 3.5 day girl trip turned into a 2 day trip, and still I have this to say about that – I NEEDED TO GO. I truly believe I cannot go more than a year without seeing these women – they always renew my faith in friendship.

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I went on my trip with a heavy heart though, a friend went in for surgery on a mysterious lump only to learn it is Stage III ovarian cancer and kidney cancer. The months ahead will be challenging as she undergoes chemotherapy. She is a beautiful woman through and through, a good wife, a good mother, and dutiful and loyal and I just shake my head over this diagnosis. She is or was the very picture of health and wellness. Why? has no answer.

This week, I’m covering my first conference with Transracial Parenting and day one almost kicked my ass. But that’s another story for another post.

I have a major report in the field, I have a silent meditation retreat coming up, I close on my new house and will be moving over the course of the next two weeks – all of these things are distracting and discombobulating and yet, they are life and living and messy and wonderful, and it is all going to be okay. If not fabulous.

2 Responses to “Dis-assembly and Re-construction”

  1. Mudd Says:

    AND… you look more beautiful than EVER!!!

    LOVE
    xox

  2. Rachel Says:

    thanks Mudd – I’m rocking it you know and getting so used to being bald, now I’m worried my hair will grow back. Like Rosanna Rosanna Dana says, “It’s always something.”

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