Author: brendawrites

Rain was falling everywhere She ran and ran Darted and dodged She Aimed to miss each raindrop Not wet once The goal She had Super speedy Zig and zag Precipitation could not touch her Faster faster she went At Dizzying speeds Circling jumping dancing leaping Avoiding Drip drip Drops — Brenda Johima

People grow apart Love fades A new chapter begins — Brenda Johima

Ended up at emergency Friday night. Got home at 2 AM ‘ish. Today I go back for an “urgent” ultrasound because they didn’t have a technician available at emergency when I was there on Friday. The emergency physician wanted to put me on blood thinners for a couple days, but due to my chemical and…

Day 5 after breast cancer surgery and this Aries is not patient. Am I cured yet? I take my impatience as a positive and good sign. My life force is strong and alive and well and I’m ready to go go go and get out of this cabin fever. But I will, and am, resting,…

“Feelings are like subway trains … there will be another one along in 5 minutes.” This is a saying that has stuck with me since the early 1990’s when I took a workshop, with my friend Ann Mortifee. I use the wisdom (and humour) of it all the time, to keep check with my emotions…

What if Hope is all there is What if Dreams are enough to get you by What if Everybody else is wrong What if They don’t know yet What you know Now Let them catch up And follow They will In time Maybe Until then Be the frontrunner With courage All the time — Brenda…

Good morning! I’ve had a few Twitter conversations regarding this topic so I thought I’d share my opinion on the word breast cancer “survivor” which people keep telling me that I will be, in time. I’m focused on thankfulness, gratitude and looking for everything and everybody that I can be grateful for. I’m telling people…

“You can cry and be sad and still put positive out to the world. Gifts are disguised in pain sometimes. Stay strong.” — Brenda Johima

Hope was all she knew Daydreaming kept her alive The kindness of strangers Was her life Unlived — Brenda Johima

They said they would be there Just call She could not Pick up the phone — Brenda Johima