Today, I turn 39 years old. I’m etching my way toward the big 4-0. I’m slowly but surely approaching the age that, when I was young, seemed old. Somehow now it doesn't feel quite so ancient. Of course as adults, birthdays become more reflective. There’s something that comes with the wisdom of age that makes one reminisce. I’ve been thinking about the last 19 years of marriage to Chris and the abundance of memories that have stuffed themselves into our lives. It seems the walls of our ... continue reading...

When Your Child Has Cancer, You Yearn for the Mundane A Guest Post by Kim Beauchamp Imagine: You’re lying down, and you feel vomit rising in your chest, but you can’t move. You panic as your throat and mouth fill, willing the person next to you to see what’s happening. You open your mouth to take a breath, and the acid slips to your lungs. You’re drowning. This is but a moment of the hell that a child with DIPG goes through. Now, imagine you’re her mother. You see the terror in your child’s ... continue reading...