The last two months have been a full spectrum of emotions. We started 2026 with pure joy, celebrating my mother-in-law’s 70th birthday. Days later was usual scans, Larry’s shenanigans, so many tears, and lots of talking and processing. Then it was the distinct promise… Continue Reading “The Wei-zard of Oz”
As scan season approached at the end of the year, conversations kicked up about what my future scan schedule might look like. I’ve been healthy with no evidence of disease for over 8 years now, so it was probably time to space things out… Continue Reading “Larry, Curly, No Mo”
During my two week post-surgery recovery period, I built this website. I told the story as it was unfolding because I was at a total loss and didn’t know what else to do. I had skipped into surgery on Thursday absolutely stoked to get… Continue Reading “EIGHT”
July 6, 2017. Six. Whole. Years. This morning I got up and got ready for work, grabbed celebratory Starbucks on my way in, and settled into my desk for the day. July 6 is usually a day I take off work and many years… Continue Reading “Six”
Things get a little complicated when you’re a young adult that has been through cancer treatment and are ready to grow your family. The questions and racing thoughts are bountiful, and fear rears its ferocious little head far more often than preferred. It’s been… Continue Reading “Infertile Myrtle”
For every ameteur video project, there’s a whole set of bloopers that should follow. We ended up with over six hours of content to comb through and edit, so honestly it’s a little shocking that this blooper reel isn’t longer. But nonetheless, ridiculousness ensued…without… Continue Reading “Behind the Treatment Mask: Bloopers”
What do you do when the nest beneath you begins to give way? The short answer is you fly… …which is fine if you’re a bird. And you have wings. And you know how to fly. Or you have instincts that fire and launch… Continue Reading “Onward & Upward”
Ive had words on my heart for some time now, but much like our prayers sometimes, these words have felt more like groans rather than comprehensible thoughts. The blank page is a scary thing for me these days. It was my solace in the… Continue Reading “Rest For The Weary”
On July 6, 2019, I celebrated two years of no Glanda and no cancer. Immediately after my surgery two years ago, I was SO SURE that I was healed and that the whole benign-to-malignant-flip-in-the-operating-room situation was a miracle that none other than Jesus had… Continue Reading “2 years Goneda”