I'm not yet sure what I'm going to call this blog. Not sure if I want the word Cancer to have the starring role. It's certainly going to be a main character, but the star? Maybe I'd be better off with a ensemble cast of characters: Cancer, Healing, Fear (terror), Courage, Health, Doctors, Health Insurance, Breasts, Blood Cells, Motherhood, Art, Friendships, Family, Destiny, Medicines, The Medical System, Photography, Creative Writing, Running a Small Business, Life, Death. . . The Great Mystery. Oh. Yes! Maybe I have just hit upon it. I think I have. The Great Mystery. How's that for a chewable bite? Too much? Maybe. But let's begin there and see how it goes.

So...I've plucked out one already-written, way-too-long-to-be-a-blog-post personal essay (circa 2005) to start with. Don't know if it's the best choice, but do know my 58-year-old self well enough to know that I could futz around in my head 'til kingdom come, trying to figure out what the best chronology would be. . . the perfect first post. So I'll dispense with that scenario and try the free-fall method. Time's a-wastin'.