🌀 Mood: Worn down but hopeful Some weeks bring setbacks, others bring blessings. Week 6 gave me both. After the roughest week yet, I went into my oncologist appointment both anxious and desperate for answers. What I left with was more than I ever imagined. I gave him the full rundown of my Week 5 reactions: the chills, the skin sensitivity, the pain in my … Continue reading 17 – The Turning Point
🌀 Mood: Shaken but watchful It only took one routine shot to remind me: cancer doesn’t always follow the rules. By Chemo Week 5, I thought I knew what to expect. I’d had this shot ten times before without a problem. Routine. Predictable. I didn’t think twice about it. But this time was different. First came the chills, sudden and deep — no amount of … Continue reading 16 – The Unexpected Side Effects
🌀 Mood: Grounded, resilient, and quietly courageous. Today marks a big checkpoint: I am officially halfway through the first phase of my chemotherapy journey. My doctor mapped out 8 weeks of weekly treatments, and this week I completed week 4. It feels both like time has moved slowly and like it’s flown by. Each week brings its own challenges — the appointments, the side effects, … Continue reading 15 – Chemo Journey: Halfway Through the First Milestone
🌀 Mood: Grounded, sobered, resilient If you read my last post, you know I’ve been preparing for a procedure called Kyphoplasty. But I wanted to share more about what exactly that means — and what brought me to this point. When I was in the hospital after I was given the diagnosis, there were several other things that came along with it. One of those … Continue reading 12 – Living with Fractures
Before I get into the next part of my journey, I wanted to share this graphic. It really hits home for me — it shows the difference between what people see on the outside and everything that’s going on underneath. So much of this experience isn’t visible, even to the people closest to me. Continue reading 10 – Beneath the Surface
🌀 Mood: Exposed & Growing I’ve always been a helper. It’s not just something I do — it’s how I’m wired.If you know your Enneagram type, I’m a 2. The Giver. The Nurturer. The one who shows up, checks in, and makes sure everyone else is okay. That instinct didn’t just come from nowhere. I grew up in a house where caregiving was part of … Continue reading 7-When the Helper Needs Help
My Anchor Holds 