Grief and gratitude showed up in my life at the same time this spring—and I didn’t know what to do with either of them. This past March and April were heavy months for me emotionally and mentally. In March, I thanked God for my cancer remission. In April, I cried because my mom, who passed away a while back, wasn’t here to see it. I didn’t know how to hold both at the same time. I felt grateful and guilty.  My overwhelming gratitude for my remission from cancer and my continued feelings of the loss of my mother from cancer had collided.  I felt lost and numb yet God met…

The word courage or courageous was always a word that I associated with being the opposite of fear, but when life hands you battles that you were not prepared to handle, finding courage while still in the midst of fear is something that many people believe they are not capable of. Last March, when I was suddenly laying in a hospital bed surrounded by doctors and nurses telling me that I had an aggressive and rare form of Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma, many “what if” thoughts consumed me. As I listened to the hospital staff tell me about their treatment plan for me it was as if I was in a bad…

The Words That Became My Battle Cry Courageous, Fierce, and Faithful. That’s what I came up with when a dear friend asked me, in the midst of my cancer journey, to pick three words that I felt described me—words I wanted to focus on throughout my journey. My focus on these three words, and on finding joy in my journey, became a battle cry when I was diagnosed with an aggressive Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma that could have taken my life quickly were it not for God’s divine intervention and the medical professionals that God placed in my path. When trials come our way, we usually end up at a crossroads. One…