Is Joy a Matter of Perspective?
The woman beside me was a cancer survivor, too. We were diagnosed within weeks of each other. Her treatment plan was a lot more intense, but here she was, looking beautiful, with soft wisps of ebony hair shining beneath a diamond studded headband. We were at a fancy ball, celebrating our journeys. After asking about
I’m Glad I Got Cancer
The evening’s emcee stood on the stage and said the unthinkable. “The women I’ve talked to say they’re glad they were diagnosed with breast cancer. That it was one of the best things that ever happened to them.” Jordan and I were invited to speak at the Pink Tie Ball in Indianapolis this weekend. It
Does Appearance Determine Your Level of Kindness?
Most of the time I go to Walmart, I am showered and wearing real clothes. I say most of the time, because I have been known to make a quick run for supplies in my pajamas. My most recent trip to the store included me, not only showered, but also wearing mascara, lipstick, black pants
Qualities of a First Grade Boyfriend
Everyday after school, my son does two things: he washes his hands (I can’t even begin to guess what he has touched in the last six hours) and he unloads his backpack. Unzipping his backpack opens a window into my first grader’s day. An award for learning to write 120 numbers! A certificate for being
Use Your Words
I woke up this morning and realized I had nothing to say. The only words I had were for God. Thank you for this, please forgive me for that. I sat with Him and told Him about the help I needed today and asked Him to walk with my friends. And then I was done.
Kindness Makes the Best First Day Ever
Some of the most amazing teachers don’t ever get to stand up in front of the class. They don’t get to use the staff lounge or open gifts of appreciation at the end of the year. They are teachers who masquerade as students who have special needs. Dawn Bolstad is passionate about working with students
ISO Tattoo Artists
Once again breast cancer is giving me the opportunity to experience something I never really knew I needed to experience. This time, I’m researching tattoo parlors. Are they even called “parlors” anymore? I have clearly watched too many movies, because when I think of a place that does tattoos, I think of a dimly lit,
