Sherry denBoer
@sherrydenboer.bsky.social
🇨🇦 Published #author. Lover of the planet, mindfulness & integrity. http://linktr.ee/sherrydenboer More at: https://contemplatethisetsy.etsy.com #books #booklovers #reading
In a world of pain brought on by greed for power… take a moment to breathe before you get back at the grind toward restoring goodness. Toward that end, here are some interesting critters on my window/screen :)
July 1, 2025 at 2:00 AM
In a world of pain brought on by greed for power… take a moment to breathe before you get back at the grind toward restoring goodness. Toward that end, here are some interesting critters on my window/screen :)
Today, we hit number 22 of 35 radiation treatments. Next week, we successfully complete 5 of 6 chemo therapies (5 is the goal to reach max benefit). It’s grueling, and side effects keep on coming, but WE’VE GOT THIS! Husband’s motto? NED25. Ya, baby.
May 10, 2025 at 5:57 PM
Today, we hit number 22 of 35 radiation treatments. Next week, we successfully complete 5 of 6 chemo therapies (5 is the goal to reach max benefit). It’s grueling, and side effects keep on coming, but WE’VE GOT THIS! Husband’s motto? NED25. Ya, baby.
It’s tough when anxiety hits. I’m fine & then I’m swimming against a powerful current pushing me toward a thousand-foot waterfall. It’s fear, I guess… of my husband’s suffering & the uncertainty of our future. We are positive & hopeful. Still, anxiety lingers & makes everything unnervingly fragile.
April 25, 2025 at 12:58 PM
It’s tough when anxiety hits. I’m fine & then I’m swimming against a powerful current pushing me toward a thousand-foot waterfall. It’s fear, I guess… of my husband’s suffering & the uncertainty of our future. We are positive & hopeful. Still, anxiety lingers & makes everything unnervingly fragile.
When I’m back writing my novel, it’ll be a sign things have settled in my husband’s cancer journey. He’ll still be on it, & I’ll still be right by his side, but maybe, now & again, it’ll be less hectic. Hard to know. He’s everything to me. My world. My love. Writing is my peace of mind and soul.
April 14, 2025 at 12:07 PM
When I’m back writing my novel, it’ll be a sign things have settled in my husband’s cancer journey. He’ll still be on it, & I’ll still be right by his side, but maybe, now & again, it’ll be less hectic. Hard to know. He’s everything to me. My world. My love. Writing is my peace of mind and soul.
Treatment day #1
Husband’s guiding philosophy?
NED25
No evidence of disease for 25 years.
My philosophy?
“I’m on the right track baby, I was born to be brave.” Gaga
Husband’s guiding philosophy?
NED25
No evidence of disease for 25 years.
My philosophy?
“I’m on the right track baby, I was born to be brave.” Gaga
April 10, 2025 at 12:04 PM
Treatment day #1
Husband’s guiding philosophy?
NED25
No evidence of disease for 25 years.
My philosophy?
“I’m on the right track baby, I was born to be brave.” Gaga
Husband’s guiding philosophy?
NED25
No evidence of disease for 25 years.
My philosophy?
“I’m on the right track baby, I was born to be brave.” Gaga
Well… for anyone out there who might hear this wee cry of…
hope…
we’re off to Toronto for the start of my husband’s two-month cancer treatment. Any good vibes or prayers from those so inclined, are welcome. We’ll take any love you toss our way.
May all of us know contentment today.
hope…
we’re off to Toronto for the start of my husband’s two-month cancer treatment. Any good vibes or prayers from those so inclined, are welcome. We’ll take any love you toss our way.
May all of us know contentment today.
April 6, 2025 at 1:33 PM
Well… for anyone out there who might hear this wee cry of…
hope…
we’re off to Toronto for the start of my husband’s two-month cancer treatment. Any good vibes or prayers from those so inclined, are welcome. We’ll take any love you toss our way.
May all of us know contentment today.
hope…
we’re off to Toronto for the start of my husband’s two-month cancer treatment. Any good vibes or prayers from those so inclined, are welcome. We’ll take any love you toss our way.
May all of us know contentment today.
Lately, I’ve been quiet about all things writing. I’ll pick it up again. Writing is my way in life. When my husband’s cancer treatments begin (next week) and we’ve settled (as best as one can) into that challenging routine, I hope to get back to the final edits of my 2nd novel. Wishing you all well.
April 4, 2025 at 1:07 PM
Lately, I’ve been quiet about all things writing. I’ll pick it up again. Writing is my way in life. When my husband’s cancer treatments begin (next week) and we’ve settled (as best as one can) into that challenging routine, I hope to get back to the final edits of my 2nd novel. Wishing you all well.
Am weary tonight. Sigh. Big day tomorrow. Radiation treatment planning for my husband. Feels a bit like free falling and hoping the parachute opens to facilitate a soft landing. But we’re hanging in there. Being. Feeling. Growing. Loving…
March 26, 2025 at 3:13 AM
Am weary tonight. Sigh. Big day tomorrow. Radiation treatment planning for my husband. Feels a bit like free falling and hoping the parachute opens to facilitate a soft landing. But we’re hanging in there. Being. Feeling. Growing. Loving…
In prep for upcoming treatment, dental oncology done and, so far, conquered… we’re both still smiling! Onward we go. Oh, want a chuckle? Take a look at last night’s Airbnb toilet rule! We were there two nights, three days. We figured something must have been lost in translation…
March 20, 2025 at 12:18 AM
In prep for upcoming treatment, dental oncology done and, so far, conquered… we’re both still smiling! Onward we go. Oh, want a chuckle? Take a look at last night’s Airbnb toilet rule! We were there two nights, three days. We figured something must have been lost in translation…
My time now is filled completely with navigating my husband’s cancer journey. I’m here for him 100%. The emotion is overwhelming, but inevitable. I’m not sure when I’ll get back to my writing. I hope when I do, it’s somehow comforting. Life changes so quickly.
March 9, 2025 at 4:47 AM
My time now is filled completely with navigating my husband’s cancer journey. I’m here for him 100%. The emotion is overwhelming, but inevitable. I’m not sure when I’ll get back to my writing. I hope when I do, it’s somehow comforting. Life changes so quickly.
Chemo-radiation daily for six weeks is the initial thought. Still more assessments to come. We’re going for a cure! Come on, my love, I’m by your side. You’ve got this. Life may have taken an unexpected turn, but we will adjust. One breath at a time.
March 5, 2025 at 1:47 PM
Chemo-radiation daily for six weeks is the initial thought. Still more assessments to come. We’re going for a cure! Come on, my love, I’m by your side. You’ve got this. Life may have taken an unexpected turn, but we will adjust. One breath at a time.
There is no question that…
March 1, 2025 at 12:02 AM
There is no question that…
Life almost feels normal. We are away on a 4-day cabin getaway planned long before my husband’s recent cancer diagnosis. It’s precious time together. Still, my mind gives into worry & fear about what lies ahead. Back I force it, to the present where we’re together & safe.
February 27, 2025 at 3:08 AM
Life almost feels normal. We are away on a 4-day cabin getaway planned long before my husband’s recent cancer diagnosis. It’s precious time together. Still, my mind gives into worry & fear about what lies ahead. Back I force it, to the present where we’re together & safe.
I’ve faced a few significant challenges in my life, but supporting my husband through his cancer diagnosis is the toughest of them all. The uncertainty is at times completely overwhelming. Sadness creeps in and then pounces. And all one can do, no matter how counter intuitive is to let go.
February 26, 2025 at 2:48 AM
I’ve faced a few significant challenges in my life, but supporting my husband through his cancer diagnosis is the toughest of them all. The uncertainty is at times completely overwhelming. Sadness creeps in and then pounces. And all one can do, no matter how counter intuitive is to let go.
For anyone who cares or can relate… with our first meeting with the oncology team set for the 1st week of March, we feel a wee lifting of anxiety. At least the plan of treatment will be underway. Together as one, all the way through ❤️. Here’s a pic of us at the start of our love affair:
February 22, 2025 at 2:44 PM
For anyone who cares or can relate… with our first meeting with the oncology team set for the 1st week of March, we feel a wee lifting of anxiety. At least the plan of treatment will be underway. Together as one, all the way through ❤️. Here’s a pic of us at the start of our love affair:
I’m aware there’s a maniac in the WH… two of them, and more. And I care about the damage these greedy mucks are causing… but here, in my humble home, is the man I love, and he needs my full attention to beat cancer. Life is crazy & hard. Hold on. Breathe. Hope is crucial. Make it front & center.
February 21, 2025 at 4:10 AM
I’m aware there’s a maniac in the WH… two of them, and more. And I care about the damage these greedy mucks are causing… but here, in my humble home, is the man I love, and he needs my full attention to beat cancer. Life is crazy & hard. Hold on. Breathe. Hope is crucial. Make it front & center.
I know the crappy things in life take time to accept. Patience is key. Mindfulness, too. For now, in my world, where the love of my life is facing the uncertainty of cancer, I’m feeling overwhelmingly helpless. It’s like watching an onrushing tsunami and bracing for the inevitable impact.
February 20, 2025 at 8:38 PM
I know the crappy things in life take time to accept. Patience is key. Mindfulness, too. For now, in my world, where the love of my life is facing the uncertainty of cancer, I’m feeling overwhelmingly helpless. It’s like watching an onrushing tsunami and bracing for the inevitable impact.
In the wake of my husband’s cancer diagnosis, my life suddenly feels dreamlike. It’s like I’m wandering through a newly abandoned house; the people having left in a rush… steam still rising from a teacup… cold air rushing in. It’ll take time to get my bearings… hope & fear are at odds in my head.
February 20, 2025 at 1:45 AM
In the wake of my husband’s cancer diagnosis, my life suddenly feels dreamlike. It’s like I’m wandering through a newly abandoned house; the people having left in a rush… steam still rising from a teacup… cold air rushing in. It’ll take time to get my bearings… hope & fear are at odds in my head.
Well big Bluesky void… the news is confirmed. Cancer has found my husband and it’s a tough one. In the misery of it all, I’m everything & nothing. A nugget of truth in the pit of the chaos stirring within me is my inability to remove his emotional & physical pain. THAT is devastating. Our wedding:
February 19, 2025 at 7:49 PM
Well big Bluesky void… the news is confirmed. Cancer has found my husband and it’s a tough one. In the misery of it all, I’m everything & nothing. A nugget of truth in the pit of the chaos stirring within me is my inability to remove his emotional & physical pain. THAT is devastating. Our wedding:
Sometimes life feels normal… him and me and the cats. Love and reading and streaming. Working and cooking and chatting. Then it hits, again… the knowledge of his diagnosis. Gut punch. Dread. Panic. Forced surrender. Please let me cope. Keep writing, breathing, being.
February 19, 2025 at 4:26 AM
Sometimes life feels normal… him and me and the cats. Love and reading and streaming. Working and cooking and chatting. Then it hits, again… the knowledge of his diagnosis. Gut punch. Dread. Panic. Forced surrender. Please let me cope. Keep writing, breathing, being.
I’m grateful for my writing. Waiting for confirmation re husband’s diagnosis, I wondered if I might lose the desire to keep at it. For now, writing my novel is a good distraction. I hope it stays so. I need all the balance I can muster. Wait. Fret. Notice fretting. Breathe. Write. Remember. Repeat.
February 17, 2025 at 7:51 PM
I’m grateful for my writing. Waiting for confirmation re husband’s diagnosis, I wondered if I might lose the desire to keep at it. For now, writing my novel is a good distraction. I hope it stays so. I need all the balance I can muster. Wait. Fret. Notice fretting. Breathe. Write. Remember. Repeat.
I know the big old world is crazy right now, but in my little world, my husband is seriously sick and my heart is slowly breaking.
February 11, 2025 at 2:52 PM
I know the big old world is crazy right now, but in my little world, my husband is seriously sick and my heart is slowly breaking.
I never thought I’d witness such vulgarity in my lifetime. Feels gravely naive now. But know the villainous push will hit a breaking point. Remember humanity is at stake. The planet, too, w/ all its creatures, waters & lands. May survivors flourish. May integrity & love overcome. Resilience is key.
January 25, 2025 at 6:53 AM
I never thought I’d witness such vulgarity in my lifetime. Feels gravely naive now. But know the villainous push will hit a breaking point. Remember humanity is at stake. The planet, too, w/ all its creatures, waters & lands. May survivors flourish. May integrity & love overcome. Resilience is key.
Before I was even a thought… my mom and dad to be:
January 22, 2025 at 12:48 PM
Before I was even a thought… my mom and dad to be: