I'm as old as the Super Bowl. That was pretty cool to say as a teen or 20-something. Yep, I'm as old as the Super Bowl. It got me thinkin...

George Michael is singing my ears (and heart) right now, as I muse over my wonderings. For those of you who never experienced the bliss o...

"At least you had the 'good' cancer." The words are etched on the back of my newly released book, Battle Courage: Channeling My Inner War...

I LOVE YOU KISS THE BRIDE IT'S A GIRL IT'S A BOY YOU ARE HIRED TRUST YOUR GUT YOU'VE GOT THIS LOVE YOU, GAGA and yes...GO PACK GO! Phrase...

When I turned 50 in 2016, like most my age, I created this grandiose bucket list and of course, I was going to hashtag it with #50at50. F...

I found this little nugget whilst gutting closets the other day. At some point in my life, I thought it meant I was resilient. Come to le...

A breast cancer diagnosis out of the blue takes a whole of lot getting used to. The beautiful thing is, is that breast cancer is one of t...

I’ve never been one to open the door to vulnerability. Being vulnerable has always been somewhat of a weakling anathema to me. Being leat...

After a year and a half hiatus from blogging, I started committing myself to my "wonderings." Following a Stage IIIa breast cancer diagno...