It’s taken me longer than I planned to write about my checkride. I think I was so exhausted that I just needed a little break. I couldn’t seem to get my thoughts in place to tell you the story. Now I have, and here’s a little taste of that very …
I was planning on writing about my experience with Tamoxifen earlier than this, but I was pretty much a poster child for it the first year. I know, it’s hard to believe it’s been a year already. I knew there were numerous side effects that you could experience while on …
There’s something remarkable about a place that transcends time, brings together a passion for timeless beauty with an enduring legacy of pride and resilience. Stallion 51 in Kissimmee, Florida is just that kind of place.
I did a post last Valentine’s Day about the state of my heart not too long after my breast cancer surgery. I figured it might be good to do an update a year later and post cancer. Those first few months were agonizing and long. I wanted to die rather …
Here I am looking back at 2015, starring down 2016 and wondering exactly what this next year has in store for me. 2015 certainly didn’t go as I had hoped it would, but in the end, it’s been an amazing year in spite of battling breast cancer, and several family …
What I had hoped to be a simple process of getting cleared to fly again, has met another speed bump on this road called life. After being declared cancer free by my oncologist, the FAA wasn’t completely convinced, and wanted an MRI of my brain since it was the only …
There are days that my heart still aches for a different time, days when I remember what it’s like to be so absorbed in a moment that there’s nothing else you can see around you. Moments when I could melt from the heat raging inside of me, of a fire …
I don’t think you wake up one morning and say I think I’m going to be brave today. I don’t think courage is something you consciously decide to do. I think courage comes from within and unexpectedly, in moments when you decide not to give up regardless of how you’re …
Sharing my story hasn’t come easy for me, journaling about it is easy but sharing it, not so much. It’s personal, it’s painful and it’s been life changing.
It’s winter in my heart. A lonely, barren, cold place today. I search inside of me for signs of life, but the sun hasn’t shone here for days, weeks maybe and the bulbs of my heart are holding tightly to the dark, wet dirt of my soul.
