from an article originally posted July 23, 2014...
I woke beside my love, enjoyed my coffee, reading, editing, then I saw the calendar. Today—2 years ago—the words were spoken, I have received the pathology and you do, in fact, have breast cancer. I heard very little after those words were spoken. She went on to outline our battle plan, to show me the images, to tell me what was to come, but all those words became a blur after she confirmed my cancer.
From an article originally posted January 9, 2014…
This morning a mama I love posted about the reality of her mama’s cancer. It was a breathing out of the story they never wanted to say in words. The pain of the truth and the beauty of the journey were captured in her words and fear of saying her journey with cancer aloud.
From an article originally posted January 7, 2014…
The search for grace is not a new one to this site. It is certainly not a new concept. But the utter necessity of it through my illness gave me life when everything reeked of death. I looked for the glimmers of life, the hope in my day, and the places I was met by Jesus.
From an article originally posted November 19, 2013…
You there in your yoga pants and messy hair—yes, you. You are amazing! What you are doing today matters. You have no cheering section, no awards, but what you are doing is making a difference. The time you take at night with your croupy baby, your slow reader, your angry, stubborn child is affecting this world more than you can ever imagine.
From an article originally posted September 20, 2013…
I can confidently say I don’t live with a long list of things I want to do, see, complete before I’m done in this place. I carried a dream for years of having a farm. I was in love with all things Wendell Berry and my grandparents. I could picture it—I wanted the life of routine created by the land, but beyond that I have never longed for checking off and conquering a list. I’m happy with my old cars, my simple wardrobe, my lack of fancy things and vacations. I love a good concert, but I also love an organic dance party in my kitchen. I love great food, but I also love a hot dog over the fire in my back yard. I love a hike in the mountains, but I also love a walk around the block with my people.
