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Home Is Where I Live

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A moving chronicle of one woman's battle not only with breast cancer, but with the myriad spirtual issues that necessarily accompany confronting one's own mortality. Written as reflections upon diary entries that were made throughout the course of treatment, the book conveys an optimistic, hopeful message about transcending difficult circumstances. Whether or not you personally have encountered the disease, you will be able to relate to the author's search for deeper meaning in the midst of daily existence.

This is an important book for woman with breast cancer who are trying to make sense of their lives. Camilla Warwick's warmth and honesty speak to the deeper places within us. She shows, through sharing her own journey, how to not let illness define us, but how to let it guide and lead us to a new and authentic self. Using exerpts from her journals, Ms. Warwick courageously shares what gave her light and hope and joy in the midst of darkness, despair and fear. Ms. Warwick's writing is thoughtful and daring. Her words are richly woven together to create something surprisingly beautiful filled with love and wonderment, pain and hope.

Ms. Warrick's book, written in her usually gifted prose, has cancer as the stimulus for this Jobian journey but it is much more than that. It's about honesty and faith's struggle for Ultimate Concern. And not just about others, or God, but about the priority of the Self. "Anything short of self-love involves addiction," she writes. How true, but not because the self is to be honored above all others, or the Divine, but because all we finally have to work with, as to life's meaning, is our own soul and it must have our own signature.

As a pastor, I have met many who have experienced cancer and with great courage. But she is able to put her own battle into the whole context of life's many splendor, difficult and mundane realities. She doesn't know the outcome but she will not get off the open road and bear witness to the truth, as she so well perceives it. And that is enough.

Read it and weep, laugh and look for your own revelations as to how we each may discover a way not only to cope but to dance.