I’m NOT a morning person.

On Tuesday night, September 3rd 2019, I set my Wednesday morning alarm for 6am. My plan was to get up and workout before 7 (the time I normally get the girls and myself ready for school/work). I told myself I’d just do 15 minutes. My goal was different than before. Normally, I work out to... Continue Reading →

I’m writing a book.

After you decide to try your hand at writing a book, you have to figure out what it'll be about. I feel like maybe people who have their lives more together, have an idea first and then decide to write about it. I don't have my life together yet though and frankly, I want the... Continue Reading →

Happy [AN]niversary to me.

Yesterday I woke up and everything was grey. You see, it was my three year brain surgery anniversary and the day always finds me depressed. . I recently joined a virtual support group for Acoustic Neuroma survivors. I made my first post yesterday— asking what they do and how they feel on their anniversaries. About... Continue Reading →

Alone together.

I had a bad day—well, actually just a bad moment in my day. But it felt big and heavy and well, grief kinda takes you over like that, I guess. You don’t get to chose when or where or why. I want to scream at the top of my lungs what’s wrong, or explain the... Continue Reading →

Selfie-image.

I think I’ve always been prone to an over awareness and self absorption regarding my appearance, but recently it’s become all consuming. Maybe it’s easy and daily access to unrealistic images? Maybe it’s my post-motherhood body? Or post-tumor physical and emotional adjustments? Or maybe it’s just that I long too hard for my 20ish year... Continue Reading →

Spiraling.

Between the discovery of my brain tumor and today, the scale is up 41 pounds. I could cry just re-reading that sentence out loud. (And looking at this screen grab of me from a video testimonial taken a day or two before surgery.) At the end of 2017, I decided to take up battle on... Continue Reading →

Silly girl.

Once upon a time we found a ping pong sized tumor had taken up residence in my brain. Shortly after, I underwent surgery to evict previous mentioned tumor tenant. The specific surgery approach taken, involved severing my auditory nerve from my brain. I lost hearing in my right ear. The tumor was aggressively interwoven around... Continue Reading →

Two years later.

We took a pre-surgery selfie. I cry every time I see it. Barrett wanted the tumor out of my head the second he learned of it—recognizing it for what it was. An intruder. One that would eventually kill me. Surgery day couldn’t come fast enough for him. I, quite honestly, was happy with it in... Continue Reading →

Can’o’words.

This is one of the greatest gifts I’ve ever received. . I was very public about my tumor journey. Within hours of finding the tumor on the MRI (ourselves 😳) I had posted for all Facebook to see. Then I wrote. I wrote often and dramatically about what I’d face and what God was doing... Continue Reading →

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