They voted me Mother of the Year. And if I’m being honest, my first thought wasn’t pride. It was anxiety. Because most days, I don’t feel like Mother of the Year. I feel tired. Overwhelmed. Behind. Emotionally exhausted from carrying things nobody else sees. I feel like a mom...

I am not the woman I used to be. Cancer made sure of that. People like to wrap stories like mine in neat little bows—stronger, braver, more grateful. And sometimes, yes, those things exist. But that’s not the whole truth. The truth is quieter. Messier. Harder to explain. I...

I used to wash away my worries in the shower. Now, I wash away tears. The sound of water used to drown out the world — my thoughts, my worries, the noise of life. It was where I cried quietly when I needed to, where I sorted through emotions,...

Hey Coach, in case you’ve forgotten, they’re eight. Some are even seven, a couple just turned nine, but for the most part: They. Are. Eight. The girl in right field, who hears that the worst players are stuck in right field, finally has found her confidence and owns her...

After spending my entire Saturday with another lady impacted by cancer, we swapped stories and experiences about our very different, yet very similar situations. Something we discussed that I’m not sure anyone is ever fully ready to share is the taboo subject regarding finances. I cannot ever say thank...

Much like the Boston Red Sox (up until 2004), I’ve deemed myself victim of a curse… while not quite the history of The Great Bambino, nor significance of a 104 year drought, I’ve claimed that damn bell-ringing as my worst enemy. Ringing that bell was supposed to signify the...

Several people have asked, so I figured since my writing mind is wound up this week, it’s as good a time as any. So what treatment plan did we choose?  Numero dos: Lupron injections + Arimidex – Yum Yum came in fast and hard with this recommendation, telling me...

It’s been a minute since I’ve updated on how things are going… like really going. And no I am not visiting our nation’s capital! D.C. in our house means During Cancer. (B.C. is Before Cancer, and hopefully one day we’ll get to use A.C. and not A.D. for more...

This week, at work, we had our yearly team summit for our teams of excellence- it was 70’s theme: Solid Gold (hence the top picture outfits). I used to co-host this back in the day… fun pictures for reference! (Side note, my co-host has since went on to become...

My most recent session with Mike (my therapist has a name, I know, shocker) we talked about milestones and anniversaries. My question to him was, why as humans do we place so much emphasis on milestones and anniversaries? His question to me was, why as humans do we place...