Cancer
The Ceiling and a Faux Pas
Today is my sixth out of 21 radiation treatments. This is to prevent the recurrence of my stage II triple negative breast cancer. I get up on the table and the two ladies direct me to scooch downward for my head to meet the headrest.
Read More...Stop Telling Me Everything Happens for a Reason
“Everything happens for a reason,” the well-meaning cashier tells me. Before October, I would have believed her. I thought that tragedy was all part of God’s bigger picture, and that we were all just pawns in the game of life, and bad events just give someone a stronger testimony.
Read More...Finding Faith in Foundation
I was at a birthday party in Rochester, New York when a woman I had just connected with started asking Muggle Questions. Normally, Muggle Questions run the same gamut after I so much as reveal the finer details of my health history: how did you find the mole? (It was smack mid-line in the center of my chin).
Read More...Moving Through Anger
The Summer of 2018 I began grasping at straws, in search of something permanent, unchanging — while my entire world was shifting constantly after my diagnosis of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.
Read More...Letting in the Light of Religion
The year was 2015. I was 29, about to turn 30, and had big plans for the future. I was finishing up my master’s degree in Jewish Education and Communal service, essentially nonprofit management in the Jewish world, and I was getting my ducks in a row to move to Israel.
Read More...The Little Things
The ultimate gift is time, but in an instant, it can feel as though time stops. The moment you’re told that you have cancer, your life changes, your perceptions of life change, and time stands still, as you know your life will be changed forever for better or worse.
Read More...Peace Amidst Chaos
There are many things in life that we prepare for. We study or practice and hope that when the time comes, we are ready for whatever we face. We spend time studying for our driving test and practicing on the road with watchful parents beside us. We spend years and years in school, hoping that we’ll be prepared for the first day of our first job.
Read More...We Were Made for Great Things
My memories as a child are filled with lazy summer days and rainy winters shooting ants down storm drains. Church on Sundays wearing dresses my mom designed lovingly and paid a seamstress to have made for me. Those days were filled with wonder and laughter, love and ease.
Read More...Fear as a Moat, God as My Fortress
This week, on July 9th, I’ll go for my 16th and final round of intravenous chemotherapy. I’m praying to the God I believe hears us, and asking that this is the last one I ever have to do intravenously, but also hopefully, at all.
Read More...Infirmity Gave me a Reason to Believe
Adopting a life of spirituality to gain internal strength, resilience, faith, and optimism allows one to conquer the external yet strenuous trials and tribulations that life may present. At the age of 13, on my bed of affliction, my life changed forever.
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