tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125354934408472049.post1508523609136876376..comments2024-02-20T00:10:20.214-06:00Comments on KatyDid Cancer: Day 1,348: Monday, MondayUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125354934408472049.post-63956749857659061022014-02-25T07:10:38.016-06:002014-02-25T07:10:38.016-06:00I hear echoes of my house in yours: "Finish y...I hear echoes of my house in yours: "Finish your breakfast, Go back upstairs and put some clothes on, Brush your teeth, Quit picking on your brother."Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13024392628362568010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125354934408472049.post-31093661506584805722014-02-24T19:16:21.995-06:002014-02-24T19:16:21.995-06:00Sharknado could be a metaphor for surviving breast...Sharknado could be a metaphor for surviving breast cancer... the storm surge rises and the fins break the plane, then the horrific shark-laden tornadoes wreak devastation. Many friends may be lost along the way, but in the aftermath of the carnage the sun comes out to herald a new day. gabesterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12668071288755419304noreply@blogger.com