I drove home from the mammogram in a blur. I’m sure it was muscle memory that got me there. My throat was tight the whole way, but I have almost no memory of the drive. Besides a voice to text to my sisters. “I might have breast cancer.” The next step would be to get… Continue reading Week 1 A.D. (After Diagnosis)
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
Once I got to the Grandview Triangle (if you’re from KC, you know) it hit me. There I was, with two of my three kids in the backseat of the car, while one of my biggest fears was unfolding. I was in a full on panic attack. We were only forty minutes into our three… Continue reading Panic Induced Detour
*Warning: There's some cursing. As there will be in this entire blog* After about a year of owning this website blog domain, I'm finally inspired to write. It's not been due to a lack of ideas or thoughts to share but because of a voice in my head telling me, "It's not important." It took… Continue reading This is not where it starts, but where it continues.
Midlife Mamacita 