Memoir Writing With Anne Dennish – GenZ Podcast

Take a listen to my latest podcast with GenZ Publishing! Feel free to leave comments or ask questions!

Enjoy!

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~

“My Collective Soul” Is Released!

My new book, “My Collective Soul: Things I Know Without Knowing Why” is officially released! I’m more than excited to have my book available to the public and so grateful for the journey that got me to this point!

This book is filled with intimate and personal stories of my experiences in life, including breast cancer. My hope is that it will make a a difference in someones’ life and ultimately make a difference in the world.

Thank you for all your love and support along my journey…

I’m so very grateful for all of you.

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~

“Four Year Survivor Today!”

February certainly has been a month of new beginnings, adventure and milestones, but today I celebrate a day that I am incredibly grateful for: TODAY I AM A FOUR YEAR BREAST CANCER SURVIVOR!

I was diagnosed with breast cancer in July of 2013, underwent chemo and radiation and had a lumpectomy four years ago today, which is the day that ended the journey and the day I became “cancer-free!”

And I’ve been grateful for every day since then; I’m blessed with another day to live my dream and my passion of writing; another day to love the people I’m surrounded by; another day to live my life to the fullest; and another day to try and make a difference in someone’s life and the world.

I sit in much gratitude today for the blessing of being able to say I had breast cancer and survived it. 

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~

“You Have A Choice”

Good things and bad things happen to everyone, but what we do with those “life lessons” is up to you. You have a choice to use the experience to learn and grow and move forward; and you have the choice to let it stop you in your tracks and stay stuck. You have the choice to feel sorry for yourself or allow it to make you stronger.

Life is filled with choices and you are in control of the ones you make.

Don’t waste your precious time on feeling sorry for yourself because of achallenge that life has presented you with; take that challenge and let it make you stronger. Your strength in overcoming a difficult time can be made into something positive: sharing your experience may very well be what someone else needs to hear about to get through their own rough time.

Remember, you have the choice. And that choice could be the positive change someone or the world needs to see.

Think about it.

It’s a good thing.

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~

“Our Home At The Hyatt”

It was quite an adventure for my love and I last weekend. His job as a ship agent took him to Connecticut so we decided to make a weekend getaway out of it as well. We searched for hotels in the area and found The Hyatt Place in Milford, Connecticut. Some think that a hotel is simply a hotel, a place to lay your head at night and a home base for you during the day, but this hotel was different. We felt like we were home.

We got to the hotel around 4 in the afternoon, dropped our bags in the room and headed out for dinner. Once we finished our meal it was back to the hotel for me, and off to work for Rob. Now you might think I would be bored being alone but I wasn’t. Sure, I watched television and ordered Starbucks, but my experience at this hotel went far beyond their amenities: I met three people who worked there which became our “friends” by the time we checked out 24 hours later on Sunday.

Rob got back from work after midnight and was fairly wound up from five hours of work, so we decided to go down to the lobby and have a cocktail at the bar there. Our bartender was John, a young man who shared his life with us. He chatted with us about the cost of college, dreams of his future, and all about being called a “millennial.” Let me tell you this: he became my favorite “millennial” and not one to fit the general definition of one. He was bright, energetic, sweet, and kind. We listened to him and he listened to Rob talk about his job as a ship agent and to me about my life as a writer. He was working the night shift until 7 am and told Rob that he’d had coffee ready for him in the morning when he left for work, and he did. John was interested in my life as a writer and needless to say, I had a copy of my last book, “Waking Up,” with me so I ran up to the room, signed a copy and gave it to him. He was thankful and said he’d be reading it throughout the long night ahead of him.

We headed to our room, which by the way, was absolutely beautiful and more comfortable than most hotels we’ve stayed at in the past. I’d like to say that the alarm went off for us early in the next morning, but instead Rob got a phone call at 5 am. Needless to say, we got up and I decided to stay up until he got back from work. We headed down to the lobby and true to his word, John had the coffee ready! And then he did something that warmed my heart: he came out from behind the desk, told me he started reading my book, and said that he just needed to hug me! Coffee and a hug is the best way to start your day!

Rob left and when I went back to the lobby I met Lindsay, a young mom with three year old twins and a teenager. It took but minutes before we struck up a personal conversation. John was getting ready to go home after his shift and I told him I wanted to share “one more thing” with him. Lindsay was with him so I told the both of them about my 27 year old nephew, Sean Wotherspoon, and how he had a dream and made it come true. I showed them pictures of the Nike Air Max shoe he designed and told them of the stores he owns, the reality show he has once a month, and how everything he’s dreamed of he’s made come true. I hoped that by sharing my nephew’s story of dreams coming true would show them that “anything and everything” is possible. It doesn’t matter if you’re “a millennial” or a “young mom;” we all need to know that there’s hope in our dreams.

John hugged me good-bye and I decided to run back upstairs and sign a book for Lindsay.

As the morning progressed, I’d run into Lindsay here and there. We struck up conversations of breast cancer, parenting, our families, working and of our lives. I remember walking back into the lobby only to see her walking out of the elevator with her nose pressed in my book reading it. It’s funny, as a writer, I sign books but I never see anyone reading them, let alone reading them while they’re walking off an elevator! That was such a great moment for me.

She looked up and told me she loved what she had read so far. Within the hour, just as she was leaving, we’d end up talking endlessly together outside. She told me that my book and me sharing my positive attitude  was my life’s purpose…and that was a “be still my heart” moment for me. I told her I saw that same thing in her. Lindsay is an amazing woman, and as we hugged good-bye I felt like I was saying good-bye to family. She told me to make sure that Rob and I come back to the hotel for a visit!

The third person I met was Andrew. He was a bit more reserved at first, but once we began talking we realized we had something in common: we both loved New Hope, Pennsylvania and both of us spent a lot of time there. Before long I gave Andrew a copy of the book and soon thereafter, felt even more at home. We needed a “late check-out” and Andrew was more than happy to see that it happened. He told us we could stay as long as we needed and if there was anything else he could do, he’d make it happen.

The time had finally come to leave this amazing hotel. I had already said my good-byes to Lindsay and John, and now it was time to say good-bye to Andrew. He told me that we were one of his favorite couples to come to the hotel and to absolutely come back to see him, except he joked that we should come back when Rob isn’t working! He said he’d be sure our stay would be just as good as this one.

We packed the car and left. Both Rob and I felt the same way about this hotel: we found our home away from home. We felt a sadness leaving our new friends behind but knew that we’d be going back soon.

So you see, there are amazing adventures and experiences to be found all around us, and I found mine at the Hyatt Place in Milford, Connecticut last weekend. You just have to keep your eyes and your mind open to the endless possibilities. You don’t have to look for it; it will find you.

And an adventure found me 24 hours and 3 people later…and for that, I’m grateful.

Thank you to John, Lindsay and Andrew of The Hyatt Place in Milford…you not only made our stay at the hotel an amazing experience, but you touched this writer’s heart by sharing a small piece of your life with me. We met as strangers and left as friends.

And that is priceless.

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~

 

 

“Remembering The Last Day Of Chemo”

It was three years ago today that I wrote the following post below. It was my last day of treatment for my breast cancer. It seems like that day was a lifetime ago but I’m forever grateful for closing that chapter. The journey of breast cancer may be over, but the lessons I learned have become a part of me. As I say “Chemo healed the cancer, but the cancer healed me.”

And it did…

“Today was my very last treatment of the “golden ticket” drug, herceptin, at the Cancer Institute in New Brunswick. The nurses celebrated my milestone by decorating the medicine bag with stickers, throwing pink confetti at me, and making me a “last day of chemo” sign! Even though chemo was done months ago, I’m grateful that my every three week treatment has come to a close. It was a day of celebration and tears as I said good-bye to my “Angels” who have been there with me since last August. They were my teachers, my mentors, and my friends as I went through this journey with them. They truly are “Angels” and I am forever grateful to them for all that they did for me. The last piece will be on Thursday when I have my port removed. So this is one time I will not say that a chapter is finished and a new one started; tonight I raise a glass of wine to “finishing this book, and never opening it again!”

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~

“The One Word I Despise: Victim”

I don’t get angry very often and I try not to get upset at someone who says hurtful things to me, but I will tell you this, there is but ONE WORD that will make my blood boil and fill me with an anger that makes my head spin: VICTIM! Aside from those emotions, it hurts my heart, because I’m not that.

And recently someone decided to publicly call me that. The comments were nasty, untrue, and bordering on “threatening.” And they called me a “victim.”

There’s not many people who have called me that, in fact, I know of only two and those two people live unhappy lives and take their negative feelings about themselves and turn them on me. And the moment those two people called me that I wished them love and light and sent them on their way. The friendship had served its’ time and was done, because if you think that’s what I am then you have no place in my life. I will not surround myself with anyone that believes that of me.

I am not a victim, I am a survivor and proud of that.

I am a survivor of divorce, domestic violence, emotional abuse and breast cancer. I never once saw myself as a victim of any of these things because, while I never wanted to have any of it happen, I accepted them as life lessons. Those things happened to me so that I could learn from them, survive them, and use my voice through my writing to help other’s going through those situations.

Me? A victim?

Not by a long shot.

But there are those that play the victim themselves. They are martyrs and portray themselves as good people, when in reality, they are quick to judge and despise anyone who has something they want. They are jealous and insecure, and in reality, they are the ones who choose to be a victim.

And trust me, I’m not one of them.

I don’t have a perfect life, but it’s perfect for me. I have a wonderful man in my life and have five beautiful children, all of whom I’m very proud of. I am able to pursue my passion of writing every day of my life. I’m surrounded by some amazing friends who always have my back and see me as a survivor. My “bubble” is filled with the people that support me and more importantly, love me.

And none of them believe me to be a victim because they know I’m not.

I write about my past experiences in a positive light, hoping to let others know that they’re not alone, that there’s always hope, and there’s always a way to get through it.

I know that there are people who will judge me, but if you’re going to do that, make sure that you know me. Don’t see me through eyes of hatred and jealousy, see me through the eyes of “truth.”

“Survivor” is one of my favorite words. It means you had enough faith in yourself and your Higher Power to get through the tough times. Life hasn’t always been easy for me, yet I choose to be grateful for every day I wake up, for every experience, good or bad, that life hands me because in the end everything is a lesson to learn so that we can live the best life possible.

And once again I’ll say this: “If you can’t be kind, be quiet.”

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~