On 01.02.02, I was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer. Too late for surgery, I had chemotherapy, which failed. In May the chemotherapy was changed and I was soon in remission which was celebrated and welcome and lasted nine years - until October 2011. There was progression in 2011 so more treatment was indicated and I am now back in partial remission. But I'm not only a cancer patient - I also enjoy my family, walk my dogs and am learning to draw and paint. Life is good!

Friday, September 10, 2010

In front of the news

I stayed up until about 1:00 a.m. this morning watching the horrific fire photos coming from San Bruno. The information kept changing as reports were updated, upgraded, downgraded and then the individual personal stories started drifting in.

I hate fire, I fear it more than almost anything. I got used to earthquakes after we lived through several, including the 1989 quake when the Bay Bridge collapsed. But I've never come to terms with fire.

The East Bay fire of 1992 broke my heart. I knew too many families who lost their homes and I spent too many hours combing through the rubble with them in search of anything, just anything that might have been spared.

I know the shock that today's survivors are going through and I ache for them when I think of all that they have in front of them. I also know that the survivors of the East Bay fire are now being retraumatized in the memory of what they went through that dreadful October Sunday.

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