I sat with this woman once, a client of mine long ago, and she needed some help. She and her children were hungry and a small gift card was all she was asking for.
In my upside-down world, not feeling well has a whole different meaning. The memories of chemo gut punch my soul. The anxieties of recurrence paralyze my mind. Talking becomes too hard. Thinking becomes even
First, Happy Mother’s Day to my EXTRAORDINARY Momma! You are an incredible example of grace, love and grit. You are classy and you are sassy, you have the softest heart but no one better
One of the things that has thrown me most off with cancer is the body trauma. Of course, I shouldn’t be surprised, but before this was my story I always thought of cancer more
When I read all about the Caucus-Race and a Long Tail yesterday, I totally didn’t get it but today, when I reread it, I legit LOL’d. Alice and a bunch of animals (that literally
I will readily admit that prior to my diagnosis, I had no (NO!) leg to stand on in regards to what I am going to write about today. My Haleigh would tell you even
Oh the metaphors about identity that I connect with in the story of Alice…and I’m only in chapter 2! “Yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night?
Of course I couldn’t get through an Alice in Wonderland theme without this quote…it is mightily famous! (Ha, I find the more I read this book, the more I am talking like Alice!) There
“Either the well was very deep or she fell very slowly for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her…She tried to look down and make out what she
Well, it’s May. I made it through April and it was, in fact, bonkers-busy. But it was also a very HARD month filled with incredible learnings from all the sides of relevant feedback, difficult