Counting days

Eighteen days ago, at age 42 and 7 days, I underwent a bilateral mastectomy and survived the first surgery of my life. Fifty-seven days ago, I received the diagnosis of breast cancer. Two days ago, I cried for the first time about the loss of my breasts, remembering how they felt--soft and smooth and sensitive.... Continue Reading →

Happy New Year!

Things are so much better in my world since the new year arrived, probably thanks to a few little changes. Here are my resolutions for this year: Exercise every day Start each day with a grateful heart, a positive attitude, and loving intentions Don't eat sugar Have more fun It took one day to feel... Continue Reading →

Good again

I'm feeling a lot better now. I slept through the night last night without coughing, and this is a major milestone. It means Alan can come back into our bed and things can be normal again. I go back to work next week. I am grateful for Alan, the girls, my friend Lish, my mom... Continue Reading →

A day makes a difference

What a difference a day makes. Every hour I feel better than the last. I was up and about all day today for the first time since before Thanksgiving. I can talk normally again and am coughing a bit less. Still winded and a bit fatigued, but I feel happier and more alive. I think... Continue Reading →

Getting better

Today I am up and about. Despite being short of breath and fatigued, it is good to be out of bed. Physically, I've turned the corner. Emotionally, I'm still pretty stuck in a painful and negative place. Today it's anger that's rearing its head. It has been waiting to come out, I guess--trapped in my... Continue Reading →

A day at the goat farm

Today we went on a wonderful homeschool field trip to Poplar Hill goat farm. It was a true learning experience that was so much fun and basically unforgettable. We've been drinking Poplar Hill goat milk for years, so when I learned that the farm offers tours to the public, it only made sense to make... Continue Reading →

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