When you think there is no hope, take heart in knowing the hope lies within all of us to make it happen. Also… Twitter power!
Megan Phelps-Roper: I grew up in the Westboro Baptist Church.
Here’s why I left.
07 Tuesday Mar 2017
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When you think there is no hope, take heart in knowing the hope lies within all of us to make it happen. Also… Twitter power!
Megan Phelps-Roper: I grew up in the Westboro Baptist Church.
Here’s why I left.
03 Tuesday Jan 2017
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My first Photohunt entry was on January 3rd 2009 . The theme that week was “hope” and I put up a photo of my battered old daybook turned to January 3rd 2010 with the words “STILL HERE!” written on it. After having just finished a second stint on chemo a few months previously this felt like a very bold thing to do.
Since then I have continued this “tradition of hope” and have posted a similar photo on this date each year. So, as always, here’s hoping that I will still be here next year on this date, and will see this page… and smile just like I did this morning.
01 Thursday Dec 2016
Gotta admit I have a love-hate-love relationship with this machine. But today I totally LOVE it. Another “all clear” PET scan today. So fucking relieved, so very very happy. Still can’t believe it. Spent the afternoon celebrating, now off to spend the evening at a work event. There will be jamón! xx
17 Sunday Jul 2016
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Not exactly a song this Sunday, though we do have music in this video thanks to my fabulous friend Juan Tarquini (who put the whole thing together for me). Four years ago today my dear friend Pat Steer died. I met her on a cancer forum back in 2008 after we’d both been diagnosed with stage 4 variations of colon/rectal/liver, etc. And she became not just a friend but my sister and my hero, the no-nonsense voice of reason, the one I knew would never bullshit me, the one who loved me too.
Just before Pat died she expressed sadness in her final blog post about (amongst other things) not having ever been able to come on one of my tapas tours, so I obliged by going all around town to some of my favourite places and (badly) filming a typical tapeo with her included.
Juan did his best with the mess of clips I left with him, and Pat said it took her at least four times to get through it, because she kept breaking down in tears. But finally she watched it all and loved it. And I still love her and always will. Four years ago today I lost her, and I still miss her so very much. Strong thoughts, my darling. xx
01 Friday Apr 2016
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One thing I love about my Kipling bags is that they are machine washable. But even though I turned mine inside out before washing the other day my abanico ended up caught in the lining. Not a good idea…