There are a lot of things that I miss about the old me… the “pre-cancer me”… but it is only now, two years removed from active treatment, that I am noticing how many ways my brain got rewired. I had figured out how to achieve things in a panic-driven thought
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Words of strangers.
I cry a lot these days. Most things will make me tear up, from commercials on the radio to song lyrics. I guess it the price to pay for having to keep some of the most terrifying emotions in check. After you come to terms that your child may die, you have to forget all
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