Right now, for instance, I'm putting together a new interview for my paranormal post at xomba.com (I recently had an engaging interview with Neil Tobin, Necromancer, of Supernatural Chicago, which, if you haven't read already, is located HERE), and I am putting together two surveys while writing a very personal article on how it feels to discover a diagnosis of breast cancer.
My writing career will be put on hold temporarily as I deal with the physical limitations brought on by the surgery. I'm not worried about it. I'm actually more concerned with my finances, but I was concerned about money before the diagnosis, so nothing has changed there.
I am also aware that I am one in eight women who are diagnosed with breast cancer. I have an amazing support system, lots of really great friends, all of whom I love with every ounce of love I have in me. And though you would think with that statement that I had no love left for my family, you would be wrong.
I think the more people you love, the more love you have to give. As more and more people enter your circle of love, a circle that begins at birth with your parents, your grandparents, your siblings, aunts, uncles, and cousins, eventually the circle widens to include children and grandchildren and the people your friends and family love.
Once word got out that I had breast cancer, I heard from loved ones that their friends and family members were praying for me. And that's all in a period of less than a week.
I have found great resources beyond friends and family to help me through the process of getting a mastectomy. Carle Clinic has an amazing staff at their Mills Breast Cancer Institute. And places like Laugh at Cancer offer so much support I will never want for anything.
So while I go through this surgery (date yet to be determined, but it will be within the next couple of weeks), I will write as much as I can until my life is interrupted again with the surgery and the aftermath of the surgery.
Guess I'd better start writing...