Sam Alexandra Rose

Writer, researcher, music lover, cancer survivor with CMMRD ("double" Lynch syndrome)

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A message from a friend

I received an amazing message today. It might not sound quite so amazing to other people, but it has made me feel so happy and empowered and excited. I was talking to my friend about all the things I want to do – travelling, different and unusual things, spontaneous things – and this was his reply:

“You beat fucking cancer there is fuck all on this planet you can’t do!“

I hadn’t even mentioned cancer to him but he straight away tapped into why I want to do all this stuff, without me even having to say anything. He got me, and he said exactly what I needed to hear. And now I feel so empowered, and strong, and happy and excited. That’s the reason he’s my bestie. I’ve written it down and taken a screenshot so I can look at it and remember, and I hope his words never lose their effect. Just amazing. And what’s more is he believes it, and he’s made me believe it too. What a great day.

Tell Me II

Tell me I’m amazing and strong and
how if you were me you’d be proud
because you don’t know how you
would have coped.
Tell me I’m an inspiration, because
something good has to have
come from this.
Tell me something that will
make it all worth it.

The Sims

You know you’ve been playing The Sims too much when you hear a baby cry on TV and automatically think “they’d better go look after the baby in a few seconds or the social services lady will come and take it away”.

A Reminder for me

Today I was reminded that I’m actually pretty laid back and that most of the time I don’t worry about little things, because the bigger things I sometimes worry about (yanno, like death and shit (sometimes literally shit)) make other smaller worries pale in comparison. Sometimes I forget that’s what I’m all about, and am in need of a reminder – I’m glad I got that reminder today.

Time Machine

Life has turned you into a jumper
and not the knitted kind
but the kind of jumper
who jumps at the chance to pick up a knife
or miscount your dosage
and if I had known life was going to turn out this way
I would have told you never to grow up
but what good is a time machine now?

Wood Pigeon

I am awoken by the call of a wood pigeon.
I don’t know what the call is regarding,
and neither does he. It doesn’t matter.
I think he’s trying to tell me that
a good day is ahead.
I believe him. He should know.

Field of Hope

I drove past the Marie Curie
                               Field
of Hope
                               today
and almost every daffodil
                               was
dead. 

                                                               Almost.

My Patreon Account

Hello! I have set up a Patreon account for my poetry! If you don’t know what Patreon is, it’s a subscription service for creators. Readers can pledge a certain amount of money per month (anything from $1 or more – it’s up to you!) and get access to exclusive poetry by me, available only to subscribers. That’s stuff I don’t put on my Tumblr (https://www.writersam.co.uk) or anywhere else. There are some cool rewards as well for people who pledge $20 or more per month, like a free copy of my poetry collection when it comes out, and more!

The link to my Patreon is https://www.patreon.com/writersam so please take a look, and if you’d like to read more of my work I would love it if you subscribed. $1 per month is less than a cup of coffee, and the benefits will last like, loads longer. I would love, love, love to make my writing a full-time job, so if you do subscribe, I cannot thank you enough!

Much love,

writersam

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