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Breast Cancer
Rebuilding Myself, Rebuilding Others
There’s a line by Taylor Swift that has stuck with me: “Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.” For me, that saddest story began in March of 2021, when a sudden pain in my right breast sent me to the doctor. I was 39, busy with work and raising two young girls, and my OBGYN thought it would be nothing more than a cyst.
Read More...Breast Cancer
We were told we had time. That day after day, Our tomorrows stretched, Like little waves under a full moon, On the deep blue ocean, Our potential lapping, At the horizon: Limitless.
Read More...A Year in “Rear View”
Random ramblings on a day of new significance. It’s funny how a date on a calendar changes its meaning within a year. May 23rd, 2024. The day I logged into MyChart and read and re-read the pathology reports, and knew this was going to upend all our plans and hopes for 2024.
Read More...Dear Cancer: We Are Stronger Than You
You tried to take my life away from me. From my loved ones, from my work, from my home and from my family. You tried to make me give up. You tried to defeat me.
Read More...Still Here (A Letter to Cancer)
Dear cancer, Your name and “dear” don’t belong together, I’m just being polite. You however, skipped the niceties altogether When you crept into my life
Read More...Dear Cancer, You Are Just a Chapter
You tried it. You came in loud, messy, and ruthless—thinking you could scare me into silence, into surrender. You thought the diagnosis was the end of the story. Plot twist: I’m still here.
Read More...Dear Cancer, Stay Away
Addressing you with an endearing title like “dear” seems inappropriate, and you also get the lowercase “c” most deservingly earned. Let’s not beat around the bush: I hate you.
Read More...Growing Pains
I thank you yet despise you for the aftermath of hell you reign over my life. Down to fragments, I hardly recognize what used to even be my life before abolishing everything I once used to know about myself.
Read More...Dear Cancer, Fuck You.
When I heard the theme, my mind went straight to Ted Lasso. Anyone else a fan? It’s a show that sneaks up on you—starts off light and funny, and then out of nowhere, punches you in the gut with emotion and heart.
Read More...You Knew Me First
There’s so much to say, isn’t there? You knew me long before I knew you. An invisible string was always there, binding us to one another.
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