Sometimes it feels like it'll be a never ending struggle.
I will not die with dirty toilets.
Asking for help is one of the hardest things for me to do.
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry!
I didn't expect to grow old alone, with cancer.
It started with a brain tumor.
I am the voice of anyone who is fighting cancer.
A place for my name.
Perhaps the whole thing will just be a bump in the road.
I might wear a bandana and big hoop earrings.
It's always something!
It's malignant. It's myeloma. It's cancer.
I'm a curious soul and I'm easily amused.
I decided the battle begins now, in my kitchen.
Not only do I own a Bible but I have in fact read it.