“When I was sick with incurable cancer, the hardest part of healing was learning to lean on others. Suddenly, the skill that got me into and through college, helped me create a life in New York City and build a successful career — fierce independence — was useless in my cancer journey. Good-natured people wanted to help but didn’t know how, nor did I know what to ask for.”Read More
Every cancer parent faces a brutal decision: how much and what do I tell the kids about my cancer? Here's a story that explains why I opted for full transparency and never regretted it.Read More
I was the one with cancer in my body,
but everyone else I loved was
equally shocked, scared and desperate.
This weekend I dragged my husband to a "Getting the Love You Want" couples workshop at a Massachusetts retreat center. I want to get my marriage right. I want us to be happy when we see each other. I almost died, I don't have time to live a half life anymore. Here are 3 nuggets I learned that we can all work on our relationship.
It’s a bit late in the summer to be starting a summer reading list, but cancer doesn't take the summer off so I thought it was still worth the time to give a little reading material to anyone battling cancer, or people that love someone battling cancer. So while you're at the pool or beach, grab one of these five books to take some control back of your healing.Read More
I vowed to make summer 2017 one to remember. If this was going to be my last hurrah, I would give my son a summer full of memories. Alternatively, if I continued to thrive, well then, we had the makings of a beautiful photo album.Read More
I just celebrated the one year anniversary of my expiration day—the day conventional medicine predicted I would prematurely die from recurrent cervical cancer. I was given fifteen months to live when I was diagnosed in Feb 2016. That meant I needed to have my affairs in order on or around my forty-fifth birthday in May 2017.Read More
Every mother needs some time off. She may not be as extreme as I am and need to escape for long intervals of time, but our sanity as mothers in this crazy, unrelenting, suffocating world is to insist on something that gives us air. I call it “putting on our oxygen mask first.”Read More
In honor of the man whose guiding hand is forever on my shoulder, I want to share 10 things Louie B. Gregg taught me about life. Because on days like today it's important for us fatherless daughters, parentless parents, and adult orphans to remember the ones we lost and miss.Read More
I just had my 46th birthday. The doctors told me I wouldn’t make it due to recurrent cervical cancer. This made me muse a bit before during and after.Read More
Once I thought it was decadent. A luxury. Now I understand there is nothing decadent about self-care. I believe one of the reasons I got cancer was because I never allowed myself to think about what I needed to replenish my soul.Read More
I'm kind of obsessed with podcasts, so when I saw an open casting call to be a host I thought it couldn't hurt to try. Here's my audition pod. It's three minutes on a subject dear to my heart: self-care is not a luxury, it's essential to our health and happiness.Read More
Today while my family spoils me, I want to honor my mother, Marcie Gregg whose bright light went out in 1984. This blog raises a glass to her and I hope a permission slip to all other motherless daughters, motherless mothers and parentless parents to allow themselves to feel any emotions they have about missing their moms today.Read More
Me going to the Botanical Garden on this day is non-negotiable. If I don't take this me time I'm going to be a much meaner, less grounded person, but if I ask permission I'll never get it.
Every mother needs some time off. Our sanity as mothers in this crazy, unrelenting, suffocating world is to insist on something that gives us air. I call it "putting on our oxygen mask first."Read More
Sometimes the universe tries to give us messages but we're not ready to receive them. So it was for me and Kundalini yoga. During my cancer recovery I tried Kundalini several times. I thought it was just too weird for me. Now in cancer remission and much further on my spiritual journey, I’m ready to release emotions. I tried Kundalini again and am finally ready to receive the deep healing the universe is offering through the yoga.Read More
I remember crying "don't leave me, Dad" as I held his feet while the nurses and doctors surrounded his body. The words formed automatically. But my heart and I dare say, my soul, felt him leaving. A calm "it's ok" trying to be heard in the background of my pleas. I felt "goodbye. I love you" in my body while my rational brain continued to selfishly beg him to stay.Read More
To my family it's just dinner. To me it's the ultimate form of expression. With every slice of the knife, tear from an onion, waft of baked chicken, I'm expressing my love, creativity and sense of adventure.Read More
A prayer doesn't have to be the Lord's Prayer or involve a rosary or be at a house of worship or even with closed eyes. A prayer is simply sending energy and love to a person we're thinking about.Read More
Your mind goes cuckoo when you have cancer or care about someone with cancer. Here are the three most important things I've found to help our minds when dealing with cancer:Read More
I had reached the end of a chemotherapy cycle prescribed to stop the progress of my incurable cancer. I had been told nine months earlier when I was given the dire prognosis, "you will have chemo until you can't...then you will die." September 8, 2016 was that day when I couldn't have chemo anymore.Read More