Week 2 A.D. (after diagnosis). My oldest daughter, Jillian, blessed me with a major distraction to my assumed cancer diagnosis. We kicked off the month of December with surgery to correct her deviated septum and tilted crus cartilage at the inside tip of her nose. It was a long-time coming since she busted her nose… Continue reading A Second Opinion
Yep. I found out over a month ago now. But, shit’s getting real now. I had my routine, annual mammogram on November 20, the day before we were scheduled to fly to Florida for my daughter’s softball tournament, followed by family vacation in Ft. Myers. I was worried I’d be rushing around to wrap things… Continue reading Well shit, I have cancer.
I dreaded my birthday. Again. This is only the second year I’ve felt like “It’s my party and I’ll be depressed if I want to.” I know a lot of adults, particularly women dread the age incline, but honestly that doesn’t bother me. I mean, we’re all going to get old at some point so… Continue reading Hallmark birthday greetings for adult orphans.
As I sit here, on the cusp of turning 39 and seventeen years into my professional career, scrolling through my LinkedIn account reading endless posts centered on adulting at it’s finest, I came across a post not like the others. Maybe it was the bold yellow color. Maybe it was the simplicity of the headline… Continue reading Google really does have the answers to life’s questions.
Driving home from my failed road trip attempt due to a panic attack, I sat in the front passenger seat, puffy faced with saltwater from my tears dried onto my cheeks and eyelids. My head felt full and swollen – to that point where it kind of feels like a head cold or maybe even… Continue reading Tears for Fears
Midlife Mamacita 