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A new perspective

Not all negative memories need to remain. We have the ability to change our narratives and the stories we tell ourselves.  My mom, sister and aunt all commented on how beautiful the grounds of the Schar Cancer Institute were when they came to chemo with me. They...
Crazy ride…

Crazy ride…

After a WONDERFUL time with my sis in St Michaels, I got punched in the gut, with one hell of a stomach virus that came on early Saturday morning. It got so bad, and I was so weak I could barely stand, we headed to the ER. After 7 hours of blood work, meds, CT scan,...
It’s not about the hair

It’s not about the hair

What looks like an ordinary selfie, was actually taken for me to have as a memory. This picture marks the first time I blow dried and did my hair since surgery AND will also likely be the last time I do so with this head of hair. People have asked me how I feel about...
Finding the Beauty

Finding the Beauty

During my morning practice group, our amazing facilitator draws a card each day. This one brought up a lot of deep conversations centered around ideas of  what is beauty and who decides what is beautiful? Credit: Alisha Wielfaert Credit: Alisha Wielfaert It also...
Ch…ch…ch…ch…CHANGES…

Ch…ch…ch…ch…CHANGES…

Chemo, medical oncologist, radiation…. words I never thought I’d have to have conversations about. You know that moment, when you wake up from a really vivid bad dream and you’re shaken up because it seemed so real, and then you realize it...