Cancer

They say Fenrir’s drool was called Hope.

May 28 •

I opened a chrysalis once. I wanted to see the butterfly inside.

May 21 •

How are you (after it all falls down)?

I’m about as well as one could expect given the circumstances. It's funny. Now that I’ve had a minute to digest, all my emotions have compounded into a…

May 13 •

Cancer Meditations VI

Treatment ends with bell-ringing. Recovery begins in silence with the slow work of reclaiming what medicine broke. I’m standing at the edge of survival…

Apr 28 •

Cancer Meditations V

I find myself apologizing to my body for what I've put it through, then remembering we're on the same side of this war.

Apr 21 •

It takes a village

My mom’s birthday is today, and I truly have no words for how grateful I am for her.

Apr 17 •

The crack is where the light enters

I am almost done with this cycle of chemoradiation—I finished chemotherapy today and have two radiation sessions left. It feels like forever since I…

Apr 7 •

Cancer Meditations IV

On the Battlefield

Apr 1 •

Cancer Meditations III

Diving to Darkness

Mar 24 •

Threads of Survival

I killed a spider three weeks ago.

Mar 18 •

Cancer Meditations II

Into the Wilderness

Mar 13 •

How to reset your nervous system

It’s ironic, but I wrote all of this in December before I had the faintest idea I had cancer.

Mar 5 •

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