FT2LIV

Debbie, When we first met, I was in the midst of raging against a war within my body. We met in the Fall of 2010 at a Colts Softball practice. I had just undergone my first Chemo treatment and was sitting far away from the crowd wearing my big black hat and sunglasses; to keep me away from germs and protect my chemo skin from the sun. You didn't say anything that day, but once we spoke at the next game, you took me under your wing. You made me feel normal, loved, part of the group in our new neighborhood. You showed my daughter that women can survive breast cancer and live a good life! She needed that. She was so scared that I was going to die, you saved her from worry - thank you. Over the past year, your family has become an extension of our family. I have only known you for a year, there is so much more I want to know about you. There just hasn't been enough time. Here is what I am sure of, with your incredibly beautiful soul, my friend, you are going to have the biggest ang...

Luke 1:37 For nothing is impossible with God. This verse has cropped up many times this week; first in a blog in which a mother grieves her son whom she lost in the terrible flooding last week. Since, it has been in my head and I have been seeing it everywhere. Nothing with God is impossible. Lately, I have been trying to pretend I am normal. As if I am not a cancer survivor. As if I shouldn't have to worry about recurrence and mastitis. Then life reminds you - YOU ARE A SURVIVOR - and through him all things are possible. i can pretend I am in control and even help the big man out by eating healthy, working out, nurturing my spirit, etc. But I am not in control, not one bit. With all that I do to fight this disease, it can come back whenever it wants to and I have no control, at all. That is just plan fact. Sad, devastating, and true. It can sneak up on me and rock my world all over again. BUT, it is not quite that simple, is it? You see, nothing with God is impossible. With my fai...