Where I am and where I’m not

Lunch at Slanted Door in San Francisco

I have been an advocate for lung cancer for a decade now, beginning with a story which appeared on ABC World News with Charles Gibson on June 2, 2009. Weeks later I began my blog and that fall I became one of the original peer reviewers for the CDMRP.

Ten years ago a blog about lung cancer was an unusual thing and lung cancer advocates were few and far between. Thankfully neither of these things is now true.

As I continued and broadened my advocacy efforts I have had the privilege of coming to know and care about so many extraordinary individuals. And I have watched with amazement as they have poured their passion and individual skillsets into advocacy in ways that were often beyond my own scope.

The past few weeks have been a time of soul searching. I am, without a next treatment available, once again between a rock and a hard place. It is what it is. However, this circumstance has meant that I must reassess my priorities. And what I have realized is this: I need to focus on living.

What does that mean? I shall continue writing my blog, my most consistent form of advocacy/activism all along. And I shall selectively participate in additional opportunities. However, I am on the short end of a long stick with much yet to do. As long as I am able, I want to write, paint, travel, love. Take it all in. Swallow life whole.

So there you have it. Two weeks ago I travelled to San Francisco for my friend Kate’s sixtieth birthday bash. Nos amis Melinda and Sally were there as well and we partied for three straight days. A fabulous time. And then I headed south to Palo Alto for some time with Wendy and Cristina, who I met, gee, a little over a quarter century ago when we all worked at the Redwood City Library. They generously paid for my flight and showed me a good time as well. So much fun. So much love.

And then this week my friend Lynn gifted me with a trip to Miami. I fell fast and hard for that city–lying by the pool with the sun on my face and a warm breeze blowing–a little slice of heaven. And Lynn was both a gracious host and a fabulous tour guide; we saw a little bit of everything.

So that, my friends, is where I’m at. In, out, about, around. Living it. Loving it.

7 responses to “Where I am and where I’m not

  1. Embrace every moment, big and small. Great pics!

  2. Carpe Diem. Trite but true. Love the photos! Good eye!

  3. Awesome photos. Awesome human being.

  4. Linnea, We will have an amazing time in Italia, that I can guarantee!! Other than traveling to NYC, Manchester (NH) and MassMoca, I have never traveled “far” with you, I am so looking forward to sharing one of my favorite places in the world with one of my very favorite people in the world!

  5. You are one of a kind Linnea. I LOVE
    How you live to your fullest, regardless of terrible obsticals. You are very much alive !

  6. Live it woman! You only get one life (at a time anyway) and as a deceased and very wise fellow cancer support group member once told me – Life is for living – LIVE IT she said xxx

  7. Great pics!! ā¤ļø Thanks for sharing! So glad you had the opportunity to travel & get in the warm climates!! šŸ˜Ž The best medicine!! & the greatest escape! You go girl! You are unstoppable! šŸ¦‹

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