This blog is dedicated to helping others learn how to embrace their scars through inspirational stories, quotes, tips, humor and tears. It is for those who have suffered. But also for the family and friends of those who watch, and feel helpless.
This is also the place where I will launch my novel, Scars, Scribbles, and the Power of Crayons, when it is ready to be published. It is a novel based on a true story, my story.
It is 1974. Lexi, a feisty seven year old who likes to spy on grown-ups and believes in superpowers, has big dreams and a big imagination. She also has Hodgkins stage IIB. She refuses to let cancer, or those monsters and bloodsuckers (doctors and nurses) stop her. But Death, an actual character in this story, has other plans for her.
After the sudden loss of one of her sick friends, Lexi faces the fact that despite her arguments with Death, she may be the next to die. Lexi and her mother embark on a journey through the deserts and canyons of Arizona.
She finds death in the deserts, scars in the rocks, life at The Garlands, and lots of magic in Sedona. Pueblo Indian dance
To her dismay, she finds Death’s handy work all over the desert including the ghost town of Jerome and the ruins of Pueblo Indians long past. But Sedona has a different kind of magic where Pueblo Indians can heal you with a dance, The Garlands is a magical place, and the Grand Canyon is greater than
window of a little blue Pinto and the land of Pueblo Indians. The signs of Death are there, but it is also a magical place where an Indian dance has the power to heal, and Mother Earths scars are revieled.
I know something about scars. I was diagnosed with Hodgkins stage IIIB when I was 7 years old. Thyroid cancer when I was 21. Cancer in both kidneys at 46 and am currently on dialysis waiting for a kidney transplant. I am 49 years old.