Tag: Cancer

  • Dinner #1

    My Mom requested a visit. Not really something my Mom does. But since she’s doing chemo, she’s allowed. Yes, cancer. Aggressive. And to be fair, I offered. So I’m visiting my Mom and Dad. Mom’s other request was that I come up and make dinner. I get to set the menu. A lesser man would…

  • The Day I Turned Old

    I’ve put off the visit for too long they tell me. I don’t have a good reason just money and time and perfection or procrastination. She asks me the usual questions about diet and exercise whether I drink or smoke; this time I find the questions funny: Have you had a drink in the last…