I am sitting at my desk with Phantogram blasting into my ears. Email after email spills in and I accept them like the soft runoff of a waterfall. Sometimes I even get mad about things inside the emails. It’s such a sweet and sacred emotion. Because it keeps my mind off the fact that I am (somewhat) slowly dying. And anything that takes my mind off that is pure gold. I look at my calendar, full of dates and deadlines that will most likely happen on time. I am assured of this fact because I have a great team that […]
Kasey LubyKasey Luby lives, works, and writes in Portland, OR.
I wish I’d been standing somewhere meaningful, but I wasn’t. I was on some grimy steps looking at traffic with the wind blowing in my face when the hammer dropped on my life. “So… I will read you the results,” says the ZoomCare front desk associate who is freaked out. I can tell by the shake of her voice. Ok… go for it. “Ductal Carcinoma In situ..blahblahblah..malignant tumor.” …WHAT?! “Did you just say malignant?” “Yes, I’m sorry Ms. Luby,” says the ZoomCare front desk associate who is freaked out. I switch off the phone and look down at the traffic. […]