Unseen Sacrifices Count as Kindness
I got invited to a new friend’s house for dinner the other day. She has boys the same age as my 5-year-old son, Ben. Twin boys. Yikes. Anyway, the boys are truly delightful and have all become fast friends in preschool. This fall, Ben and the twins will part ways as they head to different
Just Kidding!
I feel like someone is going to call me soon say, “Just kidding!” But I suppose not. I’m having a hard time REALLY letting this whole cancer thing sink in. I don’t feel sick. I don’t look sick. I like be hanging out, doing my life, feeling really peaceful and joyful and then all of
Late Night Conversations
Saul came to bed about 1 in the morning last night. My first mistake was saying “Hey Babe.” My second mistake was answering him in a complete sentence when he asked if I was awake. Throughout our marriage, some of the best conversations we have ever had have come in the wee small hours of
Calling all Family
The hardest part of this so-far-short little journey has been telling our family. We didn’t want to get everyone all anxious about something that may be a non-issue. Doctor Peggy was pretty adamant today that this is now officially NOT a non-issue. I called my mom first, then my dad (who had to call me
A Visit from Katie
My longtime friend, Katie, just happened to be speaking this week at Ohio State in Columbus. She lives in North Dakota, so the fact that she was 77 miles away when I got the diagnosis was a true gift from God. She met me at my house right after the MRI. I had just finished
Kroger & the MRI
The best way to stop worrying about yourself is to start worrying about someone else. With that motto in mind, I stopped at the grocery store on my way to the MRI. I wanted to pick up some flowers for Billie, the head receptionist, who had jumped through fiery hoops the day before in order
Jekyll & Hyde
I feel like Cybil. Or Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. One moment I’m upbeat and positive I can handle anything that life– or cancer– throws at me, and the next moment I’m scared and anxious and worried and frustrated. Let me remind you, no one has said, “Nicole, you have cancer.” No one. There has
