
Before cancer, I was always moving. Then chemo forced me to stop, and suddenly I had something I haven't had in over a decade: empty space.
These posts are where I process the bigger questions - what cancer is teaching me about time, presence, faith, and what it means to truly live. Some are about the medical journey, others about motherhood during treatment, and many about reclaiming a future I thought was lost. If you're going through something hard or loving someone who is, I hope you find something here that helps you feel less alone.

Before cancer, I was always moving. Then chemo forced me to stop, and suddenly I had something I haven't had in over a decade: empty space.

Education - whether it happens in a college classroom, apprenticeship, or self-study - teaches you how your mind works and how to use it effectively.

I'm making a crochet blanket for my niece, and I realized: this blanket is a lot like life itself...

If you are about to begin their own chemotherapy journey, I want to share what helped me and what I wish I'd known before my first infusion.

My good friend, when I wrote that passage, God and I knew what it meant. It's possible that God knows it still; but as for me, I've totally forgotten.

Sometimes I blink just to prove to myself that large gaps of time don't pass in a single blink of an eye.
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