Life ... It Happens

When I was first diagnosed with breast cancer, the plan seemed simple — if anything about cancer can be simple. The initial scans indicated a small lump about 2 cm, and my doctor recommended a lumpectomy. That felt manageable — a smaller surgery, a targeted approach. I held on to the hope that maybe this wouldn’t be as invasive or life-altering as I feared. But cancer has a way of rewriting plans. I went for a breast MRI. If you’ve never had one, it’s a strange and vulnerable experience. You lie face down on a hard table, your breasts positioned...

After hearing the words “It’s cancer,” the weight of the diagnosis didn’t fully hit me until I realized I had to say it out loud — to the people I love most. That might have been one of the hardest parts. I wasn’t just processing my own fear; I was bracing for theirs. I didn’t want to be the reason for their pain, their tears, their sleepless nights. But I knew I couldn’t carry this alone. My husband was sitting right beside me during the video appointment with the doctor. He heard the diagnosis the same moment I did. I...

Part of me was terrified — scared of what they might find — but another part of me was frustrated. I kept thinking, What if this is all unnecessary? What if I’m wasting time, energy, and emotion over something that’s going to turn out to be benign?

I never imagined I'd be writing this. But here I am, sharing the most personal and life-changing experience I’ve ever faced — my journey with cancer. I’m sharing my story not because it’s easy, but because it’s real. This blog is my way of processing everything I’ve been through — from the moment I heard the word “cancer” to where I am now, in the midst of chemotherapy. I want to be honest about the fear, the strength, the vulnerability, and the unexpected moments of grace I’ve found along the way. If you're going through something similar — or love...