Tomorrow is election day, which means for the last several months, politicians and talking heads have force fed us dogmatic assertions...

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and the pink ribbon is everywhere. As a one-year breast cancer survivor, I am thankful for...

I could win an Olympic gold medal in worrying. Maybe it’s my empathetic nature or maybe it’s descending from a long line of worriers, but...

This cake doesn’t look like much. In fact, it isn’t much. It’s a simple flourless torte from one of my dog-eared cookbooks. Before...

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being bald. I knew it was coming, and I even had a few weeks to mentally prepare.

I feel so violated. I've been kidnapped from my full, active, happy life and taken against my will to this strange and scary Cancer Land.

I had no idea that the first visit to the oncologist would result in five more appointments the following week alone...

Almost from the moment I was diagnosed with breast cancer, we have been advised – by doctors and patients alike – to get a “second...

It occurs to me that now that I know I have cancer, other people will need to know too. My husband and mom were with me when I got the...

Today was D-Day—diagnosis day. My kind but matter-of-fact doctor called with the biopsy results I was dreading. I have breast cancer –...

The flood of phone calls has started. First the surgeon’s office, then the “nurse navigator”, who apparently helps all the breast cancer...

It happens to all of us in this life, and our time was last week. Tragedy strikes and time stands still. A mind in shock responds the...

I turned 50 last November, and even in the weird year that was 2020, there were many memorable birthday moments—a cozy candlelight dinner...

As each new year unfolds, I carve out some time for silence and solitude for the sole purpose of making space to reflect and refocus....

I’ve officially outlived my expiration date. Every breath is now a bonus, every heartbeat icing on the cake.

It’s been one long month since we moved our youngest to college. So, for the first time in 27 years, our home is childless – the empty nest

Have you ever felt tricked by God? I sure have.

For most of my life, I have ignored—even resented—the messages my body was sending me. My body was something to be mastered,

Such anger and anxiety in our nation right now.  We feel out of control, and it’s showing. We and our fellow citizens are marching and...

My son was supposed to graduate from high school today. Micah's the baby, the one the doctors said I had practically no chance of raising