Dear Fred, Yesterday, we spent the day together to celebrate your last day of summer before 2nd grade. In two short weeks, you’ll be EIGHT years old and I just have no idea how time flew by so quickly. I was soaking in your laughter while we played laser tag and arcade games. I … Continue reading Dear Fred,
Dear Friend, August 12th marked three years in remission. Three years since my knees buckled and I hit the floor of my parent’s house. Three years since I felt the most thrilling feeling of my life. I felt fearless, invincible, unstoppable. In that moment, I had just beat cancer at 24 and I had a … Continue reading Three years….now what?
Dear Friend, It’s April 7th today. You probably don’t remember, but it was exactly a year ago that I got my first surgery involving the cancer. My lymph node removal surgery. I’ll never forget being so scared in that hospital bed, but I thought it would be a simple procedure (and I guess compared to … Continue reading A year since it began…
Dear Friend, I haven’t written in a long time. Mostly just because, as I’ve said in the past, life after cancer is easier when you don’t think about the cancer. My world has been a race between work, school, two kids, two puppies, more online classes, a photobooth company and more. I feel like more … Continue reading Constant game of catch up
Dear Friend, I started school yesterday and to say the day was crazy is an understatement. I’m going to write this letter a bit differently than I typically do. I hope it’s not too hard to follow. I’ll start by letting you know I had a coffee with my dinner Sunday night so I had … Continue reading First day of school
Dear Friend, We are 10 weeks post chemo! I can’t believe how incredible that feels just typing that! It’s amazing the things that still affect me because of chemo. The smell of windex (and most cleaning products) still makes me nauseous because it reminds me of the chemo infusion room. (Just imagine how many antibacterial/cleaning … Continue reading A little experiment
Dear Friend, Today is Thanksgiving. Can you believe it?! Yeah, me either. Six months ago, when I was confined to my bed, taking Vicodin for pain and refusing to eat because I was so afraid, I would dream of Thanksgiving. A day when I would (hopefully) be cancer free and could finally enjoy all the … Continue reading 8 weeks post chemo
Dear Friend, Tomorrow marks 7 weeks since the last chemo. The thought of whether it’s a “chemo week” or an “off week” has finally started to fade away and the weeks are starting to blend together. I’m having a hard time writing you lately. I feel terribly busy with life and to be honest, I’m … Continue reading No cancer here