One year after the release of the book, I can say with certainty, Hope Still Prevails! While I do not know what the future holds, I hold closely to the One who does, and He is my hope! Read more of my story here.
Everything inside me was on hyper-alert as I sat in the hospital’s surgical waiting room. When someone stood to get a cup of coffee, my gaze reflexively followed them. When someone signed in or out at the waiting room desk, my head jerked up. When a name was called over the speaker, my mind did a double take to ensure it wasn’t mine. And every time a surgeon walked through the doors to confer with a family member, I started to rise, even though I knew it would still be hours before I would hear a word. [more]
“I don’t know how you do it. How do you cope with the hard times?” That’s the sentiment I hear fairly frequently in one permutation or another over recent months since trying to juggle managing my private practice with significant staff turnover, caring for my husband since his cancer diagnosis and multiple pulmonary embolisms, and my own health issues, while tending to my family with the challenges of adolescence. [more]
It’s that time again. Chemotherapy day. As a caregiver for my husband who has been diagnosed with cancer, it’s a privilege to go with him to his chemotherapy treatments two days in a row every three weeks; to sit by his side, and walk this journey together. But I have a confession to make. [more]
We didn’t ask for it, and we weren’t prepared for it when it struck. In fact, the most devastating news came at what was supposed to be our most joyous occasion in years. [more]