Ever wonder what it’s like to have nuclear energy beams hurled at you for the length of the song American Pie? Wonder no more.

Remembering that healing is not linear, and expressing emotions is messy and awkward.

Plucky and optimistic, I made it through surgery. Here’s the story.

Reminiscing about the good times with my in-tact breasts.

I feel so good I keep forgetting I have a problem.

Telling people I have breast cancer has been…..well, awkward.

Sometimes in life a simple choice can define your entire attitude about life.

I am waiting. Patiently. And it is hard.