Diane Mayr and Marcia Russell

Diane Mayr


In Honor of my Sister, Debbie, Whose Light Shines On…
Marcia Russell

Inspiration piece

I felt like a 100-­watt light bulb dimming to 20 watts. ‘Chemo-­‐brain’ made me too fragmented to concentrate on reading. But I tried to enjoy my 20 watts. The nightlight in my bedroom illuminated a third of the ceiling, and I thought, “That’s where I’ll focus my attention, not to the dark corner.”

I lifted my window one-third open, and I meditated on passing through that small opening.

from the Diary of Marcia Russell (in Debbie’s own words)


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