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April 3rd, 2015

Six Years & Counting

Planting nine quaking aspen trees with Ken (in the freezing cold).
April 3, 2015

Every year, I take pause to write a blog entry on the anniversary of my cancer diagnosis. Here is what I have done to mark time in the past:

4/3/2009: Diagnosis and road trip to California

4/3/2010: Vacation in Gleneden, Oregon

4/3/2011: Got me

4/3/2012: Hiking in the rain

4/3/2013: Shopping and breakfast with a friend: bought a redbud tree

4/3/2014: Spring break in Redmond, Oregon, with Ken and the boys

I’ve been enjoying my new kitchen, playing in a (church) band, teaching piano lessons, gardening my fool head off, editing, writing, and speaking to others about cancer. Sounds like a good life to me.

Today, I hung around home, content just to be alive. I planted nine quaking aspen and eight vine maples in the yard with Ken. I plan on sitting and gazing at those aspens when they reach eighty feet tall and taking pictures of the vine maples as they change colors every fall.

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6 thoughts on “Six Years & Counting

  1. Congrats on another year down, I want to be reading this in another 20 – 30 years with the same good results

    1. Bobby,

      You got it, sister. I plan on shopping with you at nurseries in 20-30 years also. We may both need wheelchairs by then and have to wear bibs to control the drooling, but sounds like a good time to me. We’ll make our grandchildren plant the bushes for us when we get home.


  2. Hey Mama,

    Its been a crazy ride but look how good God is! You better be sticking around for the next 20-30, I agree with Bobby : ) Love you mucho

    1. Hey Daughter,

      It has been a crazy ride. I will do what I can to stick around for the next 20-30 years. I will try not to jump out of an airplane or do cliff-jumping like that crazy brother of yours. Pretty sure I can refrain myself from those two things. With my luck, I’ll get bit by a (poisonous) brown recluse spider while I’m out pruning and weeding the hydrangeas. There are worse ways to die, I guess.

      When I talk about these itty bitty spiders, you are thinking to yourself: “Pshaw. That ain’t nothing, Mama. I deal with mammoth spiders the size of a small rodent on a regular basis.” You’re a braver woman than me.

      Love you, too.


  3. Hey Vern…so thankful for your friendship and to God for continuing to bless you with health. Praying for many more years to enjoy family and friends.
    P.S. I’d say 30 PLUS years works for me…

    1. Tami,

      Thanks for the sweet words.

      I’d say 30 PLUS years works for me, too. Time sure is flying by, eh?


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Marie de Haan

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