My family and I stopped to look at art this week. While we wandered around sculptures, someone smashed the window of our truck and stole...

“Could I have some water?” Gary bent his head closer. Apparently, my husband couldn’t hear me. I couldn’t remember ever being so thirsty,...

The hardest part of cancer? That’s a loaded question, but telling my kid about it ranks up there at the top of that list. Lauren had just...

While my doctor’s fingers massaged my breasts and cradled my hard, almond-sized lump, we had a peculiar conversation. She was from the...

Through the unlikeliest of circumstances, I found myself in a first class seat on a flight to Guatemala this week. They actually served...

“No fresh flowers,” my doctor said. “Avoid salad. No uncooked food. And don’t bring visitors home.” Treatment for breast cancer took...

On New Year’s Eve, I put on a gown. A short blue and white striped number, it tied at the waist and opened in the front. My little...

I missed that ring. And even though I told myself it didn't matter, it did.

I’m pretty good at handling cosmic injustices – cancer, two burned down houses, my mom’s Alzheimer’s, and my dad’s Myasthenia Gravis. My...

A baby carrot crossed my threshold. Let’s face it: carrots aren’t supposed to look like that – perfect identical oblong shapes prone to...