
yesterday afternoon, nugget and i picked wild blackberries in the backyard and counted the first of our bloody butcher tomatoes in the garden. this memory alone could get me through chemo.
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July 2, 2009 in chemotherapy, gardening, mothering | Tags: cancer, chemo, chemotherapy, gardening, heirloom tomatoes, mothering | by bits of myself

yesterday afternoon, nugget and i picked wild blackberries in the backyard and counted the first of our bloody butcher tomatoes in the garden. this memory alone could get me through chemo.
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July 2, 2009 at 11:05 am
Kayleigh
Isn’t it amazing how such simple things become even more intense when you have something like this impending? Especially when it comes to sharing things with our kids, I always find it to be so basic and yet so poignant.
Enjoy the ‘matos & berries!