As the caregiver to a cancer patient, my interpretation of the word “change” is first, the realization that my reliance on the idea that cancer Continue…

How can getting Cancer be considered a gift? Aren’t gifts something to be treasured? Don’t they make the recipient and those around him happy? Well, yes. And so does Continue…

If you’ve ever read a fairy tale with a genie in it, then you’re familiar with these words: “Your wish is my command.” Then the benevolent genie grants the character three magical wishes and “poof!” Miracles Continue…

When I think about the word hope as it relates to cancer I can’t help but think back to my dad when he had cancer. We didn’t expect the diagnosis and once we accepted it there was no question that we hoped for the best in that year that followed.

Hope was essential to my dad and Continue…

Perhaps like many people, worrying about my health is something I do quite a lot. Also like many others, my worry isn’t enough…

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My mother survived cancer.

This is an accurate statement, but putting it in the past tense always makes me a little nervous, because for me the word is never a complete process… Continue…

When my mother got lung cancer, I wanted Survivor to become her new title, her latest achievement. I was convinced she’d “beat” this thing and we’d come out afterwards, advocating for others. Maybe we’d walk 5Ks together and talk about how she’d defeated cancer…

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For me, the word care has two separate but hopefully overlapping meanings. First there is the process of being an actual care-giver, or other involved member of this community, doing things to…

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