Female Peace Corps Volunteers in China, Plus Cancer (Again)

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When I was in China, I was asked to write an article for the Peace Corps China wiki about what it's like being a female volunteer in China. I guess I seemed well-adjusted? Ha, little did they know the hardships I still dealt with on a daily basis. It does get easier over time, but the challenges never fully go away. I forgot about it, but the other day I searched for it and there it is! My name isn't attached, but if you want to read what I had to say about being a female Peace Corps volunteer in China, you can read it here. It was interesting to me to read it again, after being home for these months. Gosh, it wasn't easy to live there.
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My grandpa has pancreatic and liver cancer; cancer sucks. I was in denial for a while about this. I think after everything I went through with my dad, I couldn't go through this again. I think I'm still in denial about it. Dealing with cancer never gets easier. He's not doing treatment, but being treated for pain. He's very brave.

Cancer, I shake my fist at you.

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Jenn-n-n said…
(((((((HUGS))))))))) my friend. I will keep your Grandpa in my prayers.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Busy Bee Suz said…
I am so sorry about your Grandpa.
Sending up prayers for him and your family.
I will go check out your article....you are published. :)
Friday, February 11, 2011
Technodoll said…
I am very sorry to hear about your grandpa... cancer is a plague, a horrible plague. I hope he won't be in too much pain thanks to the meds... has he accepted to face the end of his life this way? As you say, he sounds very brave... and so are YOU. ((hugs)) my friend... be there for him, as he has been there for you. That is the meaning of life.
Monday, February 14, 2011
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