December 16. 1 year and counting.

img_0241 One year ago today I had my mastectomy.  So much has happened in this past year.   I thought it was a perfect time to tell everyone who has held my hand, hugged me, loved me, cried with me, carried me, prayed for me, drove me, thought of me, cooked for me, brought me food, and saw me through this, Thank-You  from the bottom my heart. ❤️ Without you I would never have made it.  Even if it was a note you wrote,  a text, a card that you sent, or a private message on Facebook, it meant the world to me.

I’m  so grateful and thankful to have you all in my life .  Here’s to 2018.  🍾

Life goes on…

June 30th marked 6 months since my last treatment. Obladi!

That is something to be thankful for. And am I ever!

I continue to go every 3 months for follow up’s and blood work. 3 months will change to 6 months and so on. Then I will close this chapter of my life. I will continue to pray for all of you and your friends and relatives that have to face this dreaded disease. I will continue to post. I am here if you or anyone you know has questions. I will never forget this journey. I will never forget the love 💕 and support you have all shown me.

Obladi, Oblada, life goes on, brah

Lala, how the life goes on

Obladi, Oblada, life goes on, brah

Lala, how the life goes on

Man, I feel like a woman!

It may be a little premature, But man, I feel like a woman!  Last week I had reconstructive surgery for the second time.  Why you ask?  Because the first surgery was absolutely awful.  In my mind I didn’t know what to expect, I didn’t know any better.  But the more doctors that saw me, the more I knew something wasn’t right.

I had to go for a second opinion.  It was hard to trust another doctor, but after meeting him, I knew he was the right one!  I thank God that my doctors cared enough about me to suggest I get that second opinion.

🎼 Let’s go girls, come on.
I’m going out tonight, I’m feelin’ alright
Gonna let it all hang out
Want to make some noise, really raise my voice
Yeah, I want to scream and shout
No inhibitions, make no conditions
Get a little outta line
I ain’t gonna act politically correct
I only want to have a good time
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and feel like a woman again.  🎼     Thanks Shania.

So now you can ask me,  how do you like your new boobs?

In the middle of the night…

In the middle of the night, I go walking in my sleep. From the mountains of faith. To the river so deep. I must be lookin’ for something, something sacred I lost. But the river is wide, and it’s too hard to cross.

Tuesday, January 30 is my LAST treatment. At Stamford Hospital when you finish your last treatment, you get to ring a ships 🚢 bell they have on the wall. One year, every 3 weeks I have looked at that bell every time I walked into that room. I am so looking forward to ringing that bell.

In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep. Through the desert of the truth. To the river so deep. We all end in the ocean. We all start in the streams. We’re all carried along by the river of dreams.

In the middle of the day, I’ll go walking through the hall. To that bright brass bell. With emotions so deep. Looking forward to ringing, so much that I’ve missed. But I’ll ring it proud, wishing cancer didn’t exist.

I will continue to have faith, pray and take nothing for granted. 💝 I cherish all of my girls, sisters, husband, family and friends. Once again, without you all, I believe I would never have made it through this Journey.

Be not afraid…


If there is one thing that my journey has taught me it’s that we always have choices. I’m glad I chose to face everything and rise. A year ago I had no idea that my choice to do Chemo would pretty much cripple me and take a year of my life away from me. But I made the right choice. I sacrificed one year of my life to hopefully see all 3 of my daughters have daughters and live long enough to see my grandchildren have children. Maybe I’m pushing it. The truth is, you never know how much time you have on this earth. You never know what tomorrow may bring. At the end of the day are you happy with the choices you made?

Life is truly a challenge. It is too short to quit, give up or concede. So face everything and rise. As you start this new year, let this be your year to shine.

Let’s talk about femininity.

If you’ve never had breast cancer and had to have your breasts removed, then you’ll never understand what it means to not feel feminine.   Being stripped of my hair, eyebrows and eyelashes was one thing, but being stripped of your boobs is another.  Oh yeah they’ve been replaced by implants,  (and not by a size that I would have chosen).  Let’s be clear, I didn’t go for a BOOB JOB.  I had Breast Cancer.  There’s only so much they could work with.  So if one more person asks how I like my new boobs, I might just SCREAM.   But don’t take it personally.  I’ll still love ❤️ you.

I am alive.  So thankful and grateful for that because “it could always be worse”. Happy Thanksgiving 🦃 everyone.  God bless you and your families.