The Flowering Vine
(A Woman’s Strength)
Given time, I can strangle stones.
My green tendrils seeking purchase in tiny cracks,
Clinging to rough walls
As my roots grow deep, grab hold, stay.
Mine is the strength of endurance.
Wind may blow but it cleans me.
Sun may bake but it feeds me.
Rain may drown but I drink deep.
And I grow…
With subtle, quiet progress, I thrive.
And when I bloom, everybody notices.
Written by Angela Patterson
Copyright Angela Patterson 2003
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Chemotherapy affects the growth of fingernails, creating a pattern of stripes. When I was almost done with chemo I wrote a poem called "Awakening of the Tiger Woman" because my striped nails and determination to survive reminded me of the ferocity of a tiger. This blog chronicles my journey from newly-diagnosed, pregnant, 34-year-old frightened woman to strong survivor and mother. I got breast cancer, but it didn't get me.
About Me
- Angela "Tiger" Patterson
- It is 2015 and I am 40-something years young. I became a mother in 2006 just 10 days after I became a cancer survivor. This blog chronicles my journey through and beyond breast cancer. The blog starts here: 1 Once There Was a Lump
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- Mesothelioma - for some reason the Mesothelioma people find me, so here is a link (by request) to a site for help
- Pew Trusts - a non-profit that aims to protect sensitive environmental areas so cancer-fighting drugs like Taxol can one day be discovered
- Wonders and Worries - an amazing non-profit in Austin, TX that helps children and their parents cope with the serious illness or death of a loved one
- Fertile Hope - a non-profit that helps people preserve their fertility that might be lost after cancer treatments
- Quack Watch
- Dr. Susan Love's Foundation
- American Cancer Society
- Breast Cancer Resource Centers of Central Texas
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