Remission

Climbing Beyond Cancer

Sunrise on top of Doe Mountain Trail in Sedona, Arizona

Sunrise on top of Doe Mountain Trail in Sedona, Arizona

Surviving cancer is like hiking a mountain.

Your climb begins the day you’re diagnosed.

At first, a giant obstacle is all you see.

The challenge ahead seems impossible.

“How will I make it through this?” you wonder.

You don’t know how, but slowly you start putting one foot in front of the other.

Before long, you hardly recognize your surroundings.

Instead of counting by days and weeks, you start to measure time by the number of treatment cycles.

The life you left when you started this journey seems so distant now.

A series of uphill struggles led you to this point, but there isn’t always a clear-cut path.

Then you start to notice footprints scattered in the rocky dirt of those who came before you.

Although this journey can be lonely, knowing others have been in the same place and survived gives you hope.

You don’t know how you’ll make it to the other side.

The only certainty is you must keep moving.

This journey pushes you to your limits.

Bodily changes.

Emotional challenges.

Debilitating side effects.

You feel every emotion from grief and terror to a deep sense of determination.

You begin to question everything and every relationship in your life— especially your connection to God.

Many times, you feel like giving up.

But you keep showing up regardless of how you feel.

Surviving cancer is like hiking a mountain.

Little by little, you start making headway.

The journey down can be just as challenging as your climb.

Progress isn’t always obvious.

Sometimes, it’s a series of switchbacks that slowly direct you to where you need to be.

With the support of family and friends and knowledgeable doctors, you’ll find strength, courage and surprising beauty along the way.

You gain far more than you lose.

You earn a new perspective and foster a deep sense of knowing— you can face and survive— more than you ever imagined.

Surviving Cancer: Rebirthdays & Remission

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“It’s better to light a candle than curse the darkness.” -Chinese Proverb

Today marks three years in remission.

It’s my re-birthday of sorts —a day to celebrate beating cancer.

I didn’t have the words or time to truly celebrate being cancer-free when my doctor told me I was officially cancer-free.

I was halfway through chemo.

I had four more months of treatment and tests to make it through before I felt comfortable celebrating.

Getting told I was cancer-free was a welcome relief, but I was still frightened of what could come next.  

There was no evidence of disease, so why did I have to continue treatment?

I was told finishing treatment would help give me the best chance at long-term remission.

Looking back, there were definitely more tears than celebrating my first year in remission.

At the same time, I was told I was cancer-free—my hair was nearly all gone.

I “beat” cancer, but I felt like my body was slowly falling apart the longer treatment went on.

Knowing my body was healing while simultaneously watching myself transform into someone else before my eyes was a bittersweet feeling I’ll never forget.

It was hard to celebrate being cancer-free the first year.

I survived cancer, yet I felt like I lost so much of myself in the process and still had so much longer to go in treatment.

I’m now blessed to count my remission in years, and I’m slowly becoming more of a survivor than a fighter. 

The more time passes from treatment, the more I find myself excitedly looking ahead to the future. It’s a nice change of pace from years of constantly looking behind and all around me for signs of relapse.

The fear of cancer or another severe illness will always be there.

But I refuse to let it consume my every thought.

With each passing day, cancer seems to move further back in my mind. 

The farther I go in my journey, the more I realize healing from cancer is not about going to “war” and fighting all the cancerous cells in your body. It requires sending those parts of your body love and compassion.

Cancer taught me there is a light and dark side to everything.

Sometimes we have to be fully immersed in darkness to see the light.

But once we find the light—everything changes.

Some days it’s easier than others.

Some days my fear of relapse or illness is all-consuming.

But I’ve found no matter what you’re facing— your thoughts have power.

You may not always be able to change your situation, but you can always alter your perceptions.

So in honor of my cancerversary, here are the top 3 things I’m working on moving forward:

1. Prioritizing My Health & Making Healthy Choices Empowers Me

Since cancer treatment, I overhauled my diet completely. I went dairy and gluten-free, and I try to eat natural, whole organic foods whenever possible. Staying active and moving my body helps calm anxious thoughts. Focusing on what I put into my body and getting more active helps empower me to focus on what I can control.

2. Stay Curious & Keep Questioning

Curiosity is the ultimate weapon against fear. We only truly fear what we do not know, so learning all we can about the challenges we face helps us make the most informed decisions regarding our health.

3. Becoming Aware of Stories I’m Telling Myself

Most anxiety stems from the false stories we tell ourselves. These false stories are the worst-case scenarios we constantly replay in our heads. They are false beliefs about ourselves and our worthiness that cloud our relationships with others and impact our ability to fully heal. When my anxiety gets overwhelming, I try to take a step back. Meditation, breathwork, and prayer help ground me to the present moment by helping me realize what I can and cannot control.  

Remission taught me there is a thin line separating cancer survivors and fighters.

The more time that passes from treatment, the more I see cancer as more of a blessing than a curse or something I will have to continue to fight for the rest of my life.

Cancer was God’s way of showing the parts of myself that I need to recognize, honor and heal.

Cancer stripped away all that I thought I was and is helping carve me into who I hope to be.

I have to focus on what I can control and leave the rest to God.

After all, surviving cancer isn’t about moving on; it’s about moving forward with hope and faith the future will be better.


Celebrating My Survivorship

On June 6th, 2021 I will be participating in Lurie Cancer Center’s 28th Annual Cancer Survivors’ Celebration Walk & 5K.

This year, I plan to celebrate National Cancer Survivors Day by hiking in beautiful Sedona, AZ.
Although I’ll miss gathering in person this year, I’m excited to celebrate virtually with cancer survivors around the world.

This event is a great way to honor and celebrate cancer survivors, inspire the recently diagnosed, accelerate vital research, and to help improve the lives of patients after treatment ends.

Help make a difference in the lives of cancer patients and their families by joining me virtually or supporting my fundraising goal.

Getting Diagnosed with Dystonia

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Remission doesn’t stop the effects of cancer.

When treatment ends, the battle turns from physical to mental, as you try to reclaim your health moving forward.

Although I’m now two years in remission, I still struggle with the fears of relapse.

 Each time I feel a sore muscle or unusual bump in my neck, my mind immediately jumps to the worse possible scenarios.

 “Is this cancer back?…this is exactly how you were feeling right before getting diagnosed.”

 One of the first things I noticed while looking in the mirror one day was one side of my neck was raised higher than the other.

For a while, I thought it was just a bad muscle knot. I had spent the last three years carrying my twins around, so some tightness and a few sore muscles were normal, right?

But my symptoms quickly grew worse.

I was extremely fatigued, and my hands and joints were so weak and sore I was losing mobility.

At first, one doctor believed I had early-onset rheumatoid arthritis.

But a few months later, I noticed a large bump near my collar bone.

Soon I learned I had Stage 3 Hodgkin Lymphoma.

I responded well to treatment, but I still struggle with fears my cancer will return.

Thankfully, I have an excellent team of doctors and therapists who have been incredible at helping me cope with the effects of treatment. They patiently help reassure me I am still cancer-free, despite how hard the story in my mind tries to convince me otherwise.

Unfortunately, recent health challenges have made me more on edge.

Since treatment ended two years ago, I’ve dealt with several concerning health issues from irregular heart rate, vision changes, and frequent fainting. After a concussion in June, I’ve also been struggling with leg and hand spasms, chronic headaches, and extreme neck pain.

My neck was one of the main areas of lymphoma in my body, so it’s always been challenging to know if my residual neck pain is muscular, caused by enlarged lymph nodes or a result of my treatment.

Fortunately, recent scans showed I do not have a brain tumor as once feared, and my last scan in mid-September showed no evidence of lymphoma. I still have some enlarged lymph nodes in my neck, but my doctor believes that is most likely due to treatment and should lessen over time.

According to my oncologist, reaching two years in remission is a huge treatment milestone because now my change of relapse is about the same as the general population.

I’ve been doing my best to try to put the fears of relapse behind me, but I haven’t been able to shake the discomfort in my neck and some other troubling symptoms.

Getting diagnosed with dysautonomia and POTs last year helped explain some of my more concerning cardiac symptoms, but my chronic headaches and neck pain haven’t improved despite physical therapy and neuro rehab.

I’ve been unable to break my headache for more than a few hours each day.

I felt pretty discouraged until I came across a long-forgotten part of my family medical history a couple of weeks ago that gave me a clue to a potential cause of my chronic neck pain.

My chronic symptoms along with new family history led me to a related neurological movement disorder called cervical dystonia.

Cervical dystonia is a rare neurological disorder that causes painful neck spasms and abnormal head postures. It can also cause tremors and severe cramps in your hands and feet and impact your ability to speak.

Last week I was fortunate to get evaluated by a neurologist at Northwestern who confirmed I have dystonia. My doctor believes the dystonia was possibly caused by a combination of genetics, medications, and past surgeries in my neck area.

Unfortunately, there is no cure for dystonia, and without proper treatment, it can sometimes get progressively worse.

Thankfully, there are several treatment options, and I believe this new diagnosis will help explain many of my troubling symptoms and chronic pain.  

For years I have struggled with a variety of complex medical issues.

Now that pieces of my medical puzzle are coming together, I feel a strange mix of validation and excitement to finally be on the verge of some relief.

Later this week, I am scheduled for my first set of Botox injections to help relieve the painful muscle spasms in my neck.

While the thought of multiple injections to my neck, back and shoulders is pretty terrifying, many patients have reported a lot of relief from a combination of Botox and physical therapy, so I am hoping for the best.

After all, a diagnosis can be a double-edged sword.

The upside is your struggle finally has a name and a possible game plan. The downside is a diagnosis can leave you feeling a bit discouraged, dependent on long-term care or, at worst, stigmatized by a label.

A diagnosis can lead to many possible outcomes. But it does not determine your worth or future success.

I am hopeful this diagnosis is simply the start of better days to come.


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Learn more

Cervical Dystonia

Dysautonomia/POTs

Hodgkin Lymphoma Signs & Symptoms

My Treatment

Botulinum Toxin Injections for Dystonia


Hopeful Warrior Project Update  

Thanks to your generous support, I was able to donate 30 warrior bags to Northwestern’s Supportive Oncology Program at the end of September. It was the perfect way to celebrate being two-years cancer free and help support other cancer fighters at Lurie Cancer Center.

Click here to see pictures and learn more about the Hopeful Warrior Project.

National Cancer Survivors Day

For 27 years, Northwestern’s Lurie Cancer Center Survivor’s Celebration has honored cancer survivors and supporters, celebrated milestones and help raise funds to advance vital research. This annual celebration of cancer survivors has been one of th…

For 27 years, Northwestern’s Lurie Cancer Center Survivor’s Celebration has honored cancer survivors and supporters, celebrated milestones and help raise funds to advance vital research. This annual celebration of cancer survivors has been one of the biggest highlights throughout my cancer journey.

Lurie Cancer Center’s Annual Cancer Survivor’s Celebration will always be a special day for me.

Each year on the first Sunday in June, in honor of National Cancer Survivors Day, thousands of cancer survivors and supporters come together in Grant Park to help advance critical research and to celebrate life, hope and healing. 

As a cancer survivor, this annual event holds a special place in my heart because two years ago, it was the first time I could publicly celebrate beating cancer—months before my treatment even ended.

Thanks to the success of my immunotherapy and chemo treatments, my midway scan back in April of 2018 showed I had no evidence of disease.

I was officially in remission but still had to complete all six cycles/12 treatments of chemo.

Although I was still in active treatment, I was able to walk in Lurie’s Annual Cancer Survivors Celebration in June of 2018 to celebrate beating stage 3 Hodgkin Lymphoma.

Holding my oldest daughter’s hand as thousands of people cheered when crossed the finish line is a feeling I will never forget.

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August 9th, 2018, was my last chemo treatment, but my journey is far from over.

I’m now facing some new challenges, but today will always be a vivid reminder of how I’ve come and how much there is to celebrate.

Becoming a survivor is a gradual process—not easily summed up or put into words.

Cancer taught me surviving is often a matter of perseverance and perspective. 

I’m slowly learning surviving is:

Moving forward —not necessarily moving on. 

Gradually growing in faith and learning to move farther from fear.

Surrendering to what is, and making peace with what was. 

After all, surviving may bring scars, but it is the process of overcoming that makes you a survivor.

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This year’s event is extra special because I am honored to be featured as one of the “Faces of Cancer” at Lurie’s virtual Cancer Survivors’ Celebration.

The Many Faces of Cancer

This year, as one of Lurie Cancer Center’s Faces of Cancer, I was asked to offer some advice to the newly diagnosed.  My advice: “Take a breath and remember you are more than your diagnosis.”

This year, as one of Lurie Cancer Center’s Faces of Cancer, I was asked to offer some advice to the newly diagnosed. My advice: “Take a breath and remember you are more than your diagnosis.”

I am one of the many faces of cancer.

I am one example that Stage 3 cancer can be overcome.

I am one reminder that your diagnosis doesn’t define you.

I am one story to let you know anything is possible.

I am fortunate to be a two-year cancer survivor.

I am lucky to be able to count by remission in years.

I may be one of the many faces of cancer,

But I hope I also remind you of the possibilities on the other side of a difficult diagnosis.

If you or someone you love was diagnosed with cancer,

Take a deep breath and remember:

You are MORE.

More than a patient.

More than just another statistic.

More people are surviving cancer than ever before.

More advanced treatment options like immunotherapy are helping MORE people reach remission.

You are more than this moment.

You are more resilient than you realize.

This isn’t the final chapter.

There is MORE to your story.

More memories to be made.

More victories and breakthroughs are ahead.

More possibilities.

More HOPE.


This year, I was honored to be able to share my story as one of Lurie Cancer Center’s “Face’s of Cancer.”

We were asked to offer some advice for the newly diagnosed in honor of National Cancer Survivors Day.


Lucky and Blessed To Be Cancer-Free

My latest CT scan on 3/16/2020 showed I am still cancer-free. I will be celebrating two years in remission on May 1st, 2020.

My latest CT scan on 3/16/2020 showed I am still cancer-free. I will be celebrating two years in remission on May 1st, 2020.

So happy to share the news…

My latest scan showed I am still cancer-free!

As luck would have it, I received a message from my oncologist on St. Patrick’s Day letting me know my scans looked great overall.

I had some questions on my results so I wanted to wait to share the news until I spoke with my doctor.

I was supposed to see my doctor today to go over the results, but Northwestern has decided to make all non-essential visits phone appointments during this time.

 My doctor confirmed my bloodwork looked great and I was so relieved to find out that my lungs are now completely clear after my earlier bouts with pneumonia this year.

 I still have a small nodule on my lung, but that has remained unchanged since 2017 so they are thinking it is most likely scar tissue from a past infection.

My latest scan noted an enlarged lymph node in my stomach; however, it has gone down in size since my last scan, so my doctor is not concerned.

 The best news is since this scan is clear, I will be celebrating 2 years in remission on May 1st!

Getting to the two-year mark is a crucial milestone because now my chances of relapse are about the same as the general population.

I will continue to have blood draws and follow up visits every 6 months, but NO MORE SCANS are needed unless my bloodwork or symptoms suggest further testing is necessary.

I will also be able to have surgery to have my port removed before the year is over.   

I am incredibly lucky and blessed to still be cancer-free.

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We had plans to celebrate spring break and our 8th wedding anniversary in Phoenix and Sedona.

However, with everything going on we decided to postpone our trip.

As much as I would have loved to get away to celebrate, the news I am still cancer-free is all I needed to relax.

I am holding my fellow cancer fighters in my prayers because they are facing incredibly uncertain times right now.

Many are struggling with canceled surgeries and delayed treatments due to being at increased risk of infection.

Please keep all cancer fighters and survivors in your thoughts and prayers during these challenging times.

Thank you for your prayers and continued support!  



Celebrating Survivorship: Faces of Cancer and Stories of Hope

One day you will tell your story of how you’ve overcome what you are going through now and it will become part of someone else’s survival guide.

One day you will tell your story of how you’ve overcome what you are going through now and it will become part of someone else’s survival guide.

I have four appointments at Northwestern this month.

Today was, by far, my favorite. 

Today, I got to share my story and celebrate my survivorship as part of Northwestern’s “Faces of Cancer.”

Although there are days when I wish I could put the memories of all that I endured throughout my cancer treatment, the truth is, overcoming cancer is a big part of my story—and that story has the power to not only help me heal, but others too.

When you get diagnosed with cancer you hear a lot of things. 

Things you can expect like side effects and hair loss. 

You hear your treatment options and how much it will cost. 

You hear your odds of remission or your chances of survival. 

But what matters most out of all those things is hearing the stories of other cancer survivors. 

Knowing that they made it to the other side of this terrible storm, gives you hope you will too. 

That’s why I’m incredibly honored to be able to be a part of Northwestern’s Cancer Survivors’ Walk & 5K. 

This annual event holds a special place in my heart because the thought of celebrating being a cancer survivor with my family helped me push through my treatments. 

I remember the first time I saw the event flyer while I started chemo in early 2018.

I told myself I’m going to walk in this event in June as a SURVIVOR. 

It was big dream because I was still scheduled to be in active treatment until August. 

Thanks to the success of my immunotherapy and chemotherapy treatments I was cancer free on May 1, 2018. Although I had chemo just days before and was still in active treatment, I was able to walk with my family and close friends. Crossing that finish line hand in hand with my oldest daughter Ava is a feeling I will never forget. 

Northwestern’s Cancer Survivors’ Celebration 2018

Northwestern’s Cancer Survivors’ Celebration 2018

This year is extra special because not only will I be sharing my story but for the first time in two years I feel healthy and strong enough to run in the 5K for the first time! 

Next week I have my big follow up scan. If all goes well I’ll be celebrating two years of being cancer free at this year’s event. 

Please consider helping me make a difference in the lives of cancer patients and their families by joining me and my family on June 7th in Grant Park or supporting my fundraising goal here.

For more info on Northwestern’s annual Cancer Celebration Walk & 5K click here.

Thank you for your love and support! 

Coming Full Circle: Grateful for What Was, Looking Forward to What Will Be

Same spot, 30 years later. @ Golden Gate Bridge San Francisco, California

Same spot, 30 years later. @ Golden Gate Bridge San Francisco, California

Life often feels like a series of unexpected twists and turns. But have you ever noticed how a series of random events can somehow take you back to the same place you started?

We wander off this way or that way in life and sometimes feel like our choices take us off our expected paths. Yet, one way or another, life brings us back to where we started, either literally or symbolically. These are the pinnacle moments in our life where everything seems to come full circle.

Whether it is a major life event like a birthday or anniversary or the culmination of years of hard work, these are the moments worth celebrating. These are the times we will remember with smiles later. I believe each turn we take around the sun is an opportunity to look back at where we’ve been and set our sights on where we’d like to go next.

Going through cancer has given each birthday I am blessed enough to celebrate with friends and family a deeper, more profound meaning. When it comes down to it, all I really want is more time. More time to mother, be a wife, daughter and friend. My biggest wish is for more time to create memories with my loved ones that will live on long after I’m gone.


A week ago, on December 5th, I celebrated my birthday. Less than 24 hours later, I was flying across the country to California with my family to celebrate my birthday back where it all began for me. The most incredible part was this trip was thrown together on a whim just two weeks before. We weren’t planning on traveling during the middle of the holiday season, but when you get a chance to visit San Francisco you must take advantage of the opportunity.

California will always hold a special place in my heart. Returning to the Bay Area brings a sense of going home. It’s where I entered the world and where some of my earliest and happiest memories took place. I also experienced many firsts in California: My first words, first steps, first friends and even my first significant loss.

My time in California, particularly the Bay Area, brings back a bittersweet mixture of memories. I was 5 years old, the same age as my twins when my family moved from California. Getting to visit my childhood home and park in San Ramon with my family was an incredibly moving experience. You could almost say it was meant to be because we pulled up to our old home at exactly 11:11 am on 12/7. I was so moved I snapped a picture of the dash on our rental van to capture the moment.

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We took a family walk to our favorite neighborhood vista and my children got to play at my favorite childhood park. Although the weather that day was extremely rainy, the rain cleared up during our time in San Ramon and rainbows seemed to be following us around as we toured our old neighborhood.

Family walk to our favorite neighborhood vista in San Ramon, CA.

Family walk to our favorite neighborhood vista in San Ramon, CA.

Rainbows following us to my favorite childhood park in San Ramon, California.

Rainbows following us to my favorite childhood park in San Ramon, California.

Rainbows touching the hillside in San Ramon, California.

Rainbows touching the hillside in San Ramon, California.

Visiting California reminded me of the same forces that carved the canyons, mountains and coast made me. It’s incredible how such beauty, wonder and potential devastation can coexist so precariously.

My family was living in the Bay Area during California’s last major earthquake in 1989. What is now known as the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake happened on October 17 at 5:04 p.m. local time just before the start of the third game of the World Series between the Oakland A’s and San Francisco Giants. I was 4 at the time and I vividly remember riding my Big Wheel tricycle in our backyard in San Ramon and looking over to see the water in our pool churning like a big tidal wave. My mom and brother came running outside to get me as soon as they felt the earthquake. To make matters worse, my grandma was flying in from Chicago that night and my dad was on his way to pick her up from the airport. He crossed the upper deck of the Bay Bridge 9 minutes before it collapsed due to the earthquake. The 6.9 magnitude earthquake lasted only 15 seconds but it wreaked havoc throughout San Francisco, Oakland and the Bay Area, claiming over 60 lives and injuring over 3,500 people.

The Loma Prieta earthquake caused the upper deck of the Bay Bridge to collapse. My dad crossed over the Bay on this bridge just 9 minutes before it partially collapsed that day.

The Loma Prieta earthquake caused the upper deck of the Bay Bridge to collapse. My dad crossed over the Bay on this bridge just 9 minutes before it partially collapsed that day.

Part of the 880 Freeway in Oakland also collapsed during the Quake of ‘89.

Part of the 880 Freeway in Oakland also collapsed during the Quake of ‘89.

The Marina District in Downtown San Francisco after the 1989 earthquake.

The Marina District in Downtown San Francisco after the 1989 earthquake.

Downtown San Francisco: 1989 vs. Present Day. Buildings have been reinforced and retrofitted to be able to withstand another earthquake of this magnitude.

Downtown San Francisco: 1989 vs. Present Day. Buildings have been reinforced and retrofitted to be able to withstand another earthquake of this magnitude.

Living through the events of that day, showed me how life can change in a matter of seconds. I remember the uneasiness that hung in the air that day and the aftershocks kept shaking the ground every so often. I can still vividly recall how our dog kept running in circles for hours due to the constant reverberations.  Afterward, I remember driving around a seeing the devastation first hand. I can recall seeing large cracks in the cement and buildings ripped apart. Thankfully our home had minimal damage. However, that wasn’t the first earthquake I experienced living there. In total, I can distinctly remember the feeling of being in three earthquakes in the few years we lived in California. One time, a significant earthquake hit during the middle of my dental exam. I remember the nurse screaming and the pictures on the walls rattling so hard they almost fell.

Revisiting the Bay Area 30 years after such devastation showed me firsthand how much progress can be made and how much can be rebuilt and regrown in just one generation. Ask any Californian and they would probably say another major earthquake is only a matter of time. It seems the potential to experience a natural disaster is the price you pay to live among such natural beauty.

In many ways, learning to live on the edge of chaos and catastrophe is a similar to being in recovery. Chaos is often required before a new, healthier system can emerge. For example, in homeopathy, Hering's Laws of Cure, states complex adaptive systems don’t change in a predictable, linear way. Rather Hering’s Laws state that healing progresses from the top downwards, and within to outwards. Healing progresses from more important organs to those of lesser importance.  Disease symptoms are released and cured in the reverse chronological order of their onset.

Hering's Laws of Cure reminds us that our body has an innate wisdom in healing itself, and that its processes of purification and regeneration don't happen in a random or haphazard fashion.  Rather, there is an inherent order and consistency to the healing and purification process. So, when we make a conscious decision to improve our health or fitness, parts of our system will inevitably collapse into “chaos” in order to allow for the emergence of a better, more efficient system. With this in mind, we must learn to trust the process. We must learn to see that death and destruction is a necessary part of the growth cycle. Sometimes everything must fall apart so it can come together better in the end.

The potential for disaster is always looming. Yet all we can really do is learn to accept the uncertainty and volatility of Mother Nature. We do our best through diet and lifestyle changes to minimize our risks of cancer or reoccurrence, but the danger will always be there in some form. We must learn to rise about fear. Sometimes the fear doesn’t go away. We have to go forward afraid. But I’ve learned once you push through that experience you will often realize you were stronger and capable of enduring more than you could ever imagine.


Life is full of profound moments that we sometimes don’t fully understand until the very end. So often we expect the events in our life to unfold in a linear way. We believe we must go from point A to get to point B. We believe we must have XYZ in order to be truly happy.  However, when we get a glimpse of the big picture, we can see that all these twists and turns were taking us to exactly what we needed to experience at that time. 

I’ve learned there are no short-cuts to coming full circle. Each segment, arc, and tangent of our life circle is an important part of our story; without those experiences, we wouldn’t be the person we are today.

Healing from cancer and other traumatic experiences are anything BUT linear. Rather, healing goes in a spiral. Sometimes it’s ruthless and relentlessly pushing us forward and gently pulling us back, again and again, exposing layer by layer until we become wholly transformed into another version of ourselves.

Change often challenges us with the choice to move on to the new or hang on to old. When we are confronted with immense change, we can either become better or bitter. For me, 2019 was about learning to find stability amidst the calm and chaos of life. I’m learning to balance the fear of reoccurrence with the wonder and excitement of being alive.

Looking ahead to 2020, my goal is to say yes more than no to new experiences. I’m want to break out of my comfort zone. I’m taking more trips and more adventures. I’m reconstructing myself from the fragments of what was and finding the silver lining of what may be.


Sources:

1989 Loma Prieta Earthquake
Understanding the Healing Crisis