People say we have a story to tell. One day, we sat down and wrote out the whole timeline of Andrew’s cancer. We wrote a month to month rendition of everything that has gone down from original diagnoses to the most recent prognosis. We spared no details because the details are ingrained in us. We … More How We Choose to Tell a Hard Story
“I am not cut out for this.” I cannot tell you how many times these words have been spoken over the past four years. The truth is, we’re not cut out for this. No one is. Malignant. Cancer. Metastasized. Ewing’s Sarcoma. What horrible words. Nobody is cut out for cancer. No one is cut out … More The Beauty of This Story
26 years ago today, my husband and I were both forming in our mothers’ stomachs. I get it, no one needs the visual or the biology lesson, but hang with me here. I am 28 days older than Andrew. When I think about that, when I think about the fact that we were both being … More Unravel Me
“When you’re dreaming with a broken heart. The waking up is the hardest part.” Those lyrics just hit differently when you’re thirteen years old and someone tells you that the boy you were “talking to” was caught canoodling with your best friend behind the big white slide at the local water park… Needless to say, … More Dreaming With a Broken Heart
I only opened one book this month. If you were looking my usual first Wednesday of the Month book review blog where I review all 5-10 books I read this month, this isn’t that… well not exactly. I’m happy to review the one book of books that I did read…except you have probably already read … More Finding Out What YOU Believe in Battle
I don’t want to go skydiving. I’ve never really wanted to, and I don’t know if I ever will. In truth, there are a lot of “bucket list” items out there that I don’t really have any interest in doing. There are so many places to travel, so many things to do, so many sites … More My Bucket List
I was in elementary school when I first discovered the magic of the callus. I spent an entire recess playing with my friends on the jungle gym, and by the time we returned to the classroom, my palms were blistered and sore. “That will turn to callus,” my friend assured me. So call me naiveBut … More Calluses
My Wedding day was not the best day of my life. Yeah, I said it. Don’t get me wrong- my wedding day was so much fun. I mean, I married my favorite person in the world, and I was surrounded by so many people who took time out of their lives to drive hours to … More The Pressure We Put on Days
3am. For whatever reason, that is my mind’s loudest hour. If there is anything wrong, or stressful, or even just the slightest bit unsettling going on in my life, it is bound to wake me up at 3am. You know what I no longer let myself do at 3am- Google Ewing Sarcoma. Google any of … More Five Year Increments
Asking this about your life, your struggle, the dreams you aren’t achieving, the goals you’ve long left, the career path you’ve invested in, the relationships you’ve invested in, that’s not as easy. There’s no control there. There’s no fix, and if there is, it sure as hell isn’t easy. … More Here Comes The Sun
