November 2011
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When Cancer Steals
It seems, every now and then I accept that life is a force outside my control, playing out as intended, insisting I go with the flow, all of it, whether I like it or not. Sometimes, when I find myself pushed along the fast track of husband, two growing boys, school, holidays, finances, Lego’s everywhere,… Continue reading
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Disclosure
I want to start by saying I’m thankful I’m not spending countless hours receiving chemotherapy in an infusion room or suffering its ill effects. Believe me, I know how lucky I am to have walked away with “only” a bilateral mastectomy with Tamoxifen everyday. I know it easily could have been worse and I wouldn’t… Continue reading
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For My Friend
What’s in the small tin box with flowers on it, a small boy might ask. It can’t possibly be all that remains of my gorgeous dog, would be my answer. Such a small box can’t contain the life force I still feel with every glimpse of his face in some innocent photograph. His spirit,… Continue reading
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Grumbling
Thank you, Nancy Brinker. For more than you know. For providing the inspiration I needed to get blogging again when all I wanted to do was sit on the couch and mourn the loss of my beautiful dog. When the thought of writing about breast cancer was beyond me. For igniting a spark among my… Continue reading
About Me
Diagnosed 5 days before my 45 birthday with Invasive Ductal Carcinoma, Stage 1, ER/PR+, Her2-. This was 9 years after losing my mom to breast cancer, so in a way, I wasn’t surprised. A bilateral mastectomy followed by reconstruction, oophorectomy, and years of Tamoxifen & Letrozole would follow all while being a wife and mom to two young boys. My mission now is to take control of what I can. For too long, I let life happen to me. Time to have it happen FOR me. I hope you’ll come along. These are my thoughts and stories.
Bringing Up Goliath 