Is It Hot in Here?
I’m 40 years old and I feel like I’m going through menopause. Thanks cancer. More specifically, thanks Tamoxifen. The drug that will keep me from getting breast cancer again seems to have finally infiltrated my system. I’m being melodramatic. It’s actually not that bad. There are a host of side-effects (like rashes, swelling, blistering, itchiness,
Teaching Kids About Kindness Through Reading
It’s a touch quieter than normal in our house this year. For the first time in my career as a mom, all three of my children are in elementary school. Jordan is a big kid this year; she’s in sixth grade. Charlie is in fourth grade, and little Ben is in all-day, every-day kindergarten. In
Finding the Right Words
Remember a few weeks ago when I just couldn’t find the right words for an upcoming presentation on kindness? Well, I found them. They may not have been perfect words, but they were words from the heart and honestly, these days, why bother with anything else? Actually, I found enough words for TWO presentations this
The First Mile
I did it! I kept my feet moving in a fast-paced back and forth motion for 10 whole minutes! If you don’t understand why this is a big deal, then you are clearly an elite athlete. Congratulations. As I was driving to the running trail yesterday, my mind was at war. “What am I doing?
Carpet Angels and Running
Today I will run. That sounds like the title of a children’s book sitting on my shelf. Maybe it is. I’d get up and look, but then I would be giving in to procrastination. I have two big plans for the day: 1) writing in my cancer journal and 2) RUNNING! I’m actually excited to
Be Kind Like Mister Rogers
I am cancer-free! My husband and I wistfully joke that someday we’ll look back and say, “Remember that summer I had breast cancer?” It’ll be just one more little chapter in the story of our lives. I’m still going through the process of reconstruction, so I have at least one more surgery in my future,
A Letter to 2233
Dear 2233, Do you mind if I call you that? I know your real name is Tamoxifen, but that seems kind of formal. And the numbers on you say 2233. Maybe I could call you 22 for short? So 22, it sounds like we’re going to be together for a while, like maybe ten years,
