Finding Joy When You Least Expect It
Three years ago my whole world changed. The news that I had breast cancer left me with what felt like hundreds of broken pieces of my life scattered about the floor. It was as though cancer didn’t care what my life was and it brought it all to rubble. Slowly over the last three years I have picked up piece by piece and thrown others away. It has and will continue to be a journey. But a beautiful one it has been.
One of my favorite quotes is from C.S. Lewis, “Imagine yourself as a livingView full post »
In 13 weeks I will embark on something I have never done before. 200 miles in 3 days. (100 miles the first day, and then 50 each day following). I thought I would provide some context as to WHY I am riding? WHY I have asked others to ride? and WHY our team has set a goal of raising $7500.00?
Did you know?
Each year approximatley 12,000 cases of breast cancer occur in women under the age of 40
Compared to older women, young women generally face more aggressive cancers and lower survivalView full post »
“Somewhere, some time ago, someone told you that you had to do it all — and you had to do it all by yourself. Instead of saying no, paring down, and embracing quality of life over quantity of commitments, you allowed your life to spin out of control, And it’s left you without half a second to take a deep breath.” – Grace Not Perfection, Emily Ley
I was looking through pictures this morning and remember that day on the left (two years ago). I was soView full post »
Some friends of friends (that I call my friends) took the first 365 days of their marriage and have been traveling the world. From Southeast Asia to Patagonia and all these incredible places in-between they took off from their jobs and set out to explore the world. They have kept all of us informed through their blog where they take turns sharing of their incredible journey and sometimes exhausting uncomfortable days in the most unlikely of places. Each time they post I look forward to hearingView full post »
You have cancer and to be honest I don’t know what to say. You look to me for the answers to understand and I have attempted to protect myself from going to that place again. On the outside we talk about things analytically and I carefully try to keep myself from feeling too much.
But, what you cannot see is that inside of me I created a shell to protect myself and it is slowly starting to crack. My efforts to keep my emotions tightly packaged are too much. So overtime my shell breaksView full post »
I am not sure if it is the cloudy day or the crisp of the cool air hitting my cheeks that has every being in my body wishing to crawl back under the covers…… or maybe its the way my heart has softened and slowed this week. For more than a few moments the weight of it all has me stopped in my tracks. I crawled in bed Tuesday evening and slept almost twelve hours. My body and my mind were overwhelmed and I couldn’t bare it anymore….
I got my test results and everythingView full post »
I have two pictures that I took the day before my mastectomy. I hardly ever look at them. It is strange to look at them and it makes me cry. They stir up this emotion that I have often tried to avoid. But this morning I took a look (two years ago Friday I took the pictures)
I had never taken topless photos before (now I have taken hundreds, thank you cancer). But I realized rather in panic at the surgeons office that if I did not take a picture that day I would have nothing to look back at. SoView full post »
This past weekend I had the honor of wearing a survivor shirt and walking in the Denver Race for the Cure with my mom and friends. While my mom and I stood in the survivor tent area waiting to meet our group….. I saw her. She was not very far away from me, a little older than I, but she had a fuzzy bald head (like a peach). She was probably a month or so out of treatment. I wasn’t sure, but when I looked at her my heart sunk. She had a stroller of little ones and a man at her sideView full post »
Click below to see the feature on Living Beyond Breast Cancer about my #mybodytude after Breast Cancer!
#mybodytude: Learning to Trust and Love My Body – Scars and All
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