Deep Gifts in Hard Places

Deep Gifts in Hard Places

Here’s a not-so-popular phrase we sometimes hear: “the gift of suffering”. I don’t know about you, but I’m not a fan of seeing “suffering” and “gift” in the same sentence. That’s as outlandish as “count it all joy when you face trials.” Today I want to share with you...

Walking with Friends Through Cancer

It’s my friend’s birthday today and I just keep thinking about her and all she did for me 8 years ago as I walked through scary times with a cancer diagnosis. This is one story that made me smile in the middle of facing my biggest fear. (summer 2009) My...

Volleyball, Mudslides and Cancer

I KNOW you’re on the edge of your seats, waiting for updates about my life… or at least that’s what I like to tell myself. Well, I’ve got some! Let’s start with the basics and see how this unfolds. Volleyball. What can I say? Apparently, I am a HUGE fan. I had no idea...

Setting the Scene

Surgery was scheduled for 7:00 a.m., which doesn’t sound horrible until you factor in a 5:00 a.m. arrival time and a 90 minute commute. It was a night of no sleep and we were out the door by 3:30 — after I took a shower and applied mascara! I’m not sure why I...