I was a busy mom of four young children. Everyone would agree that my life was fairly normal. My doctor had scraped a mole off my leg a week earlier and although it looked strange, it was not concerning. Unfortunately, it was confirmed as a melanoma that was deep enough in the skin to warrant a Wide Local Excision to remove the mole and surrounding tissue. A week later, the oncologist confirmed that the cancer had spread to my lymph system and into my lymph nodes.
The next step in my treatment was to go forward with a complete dissection of all the lymph nodes in my groin area. I began a yearlong treatment of an immunotherapy drug to fight the remaining cells. The road ahead looked long and I was already worn out and scared.
Life truly is a gift and no one is promised a tomorrow. I never imagined that a mom of four young children would have lived her worst nightmare dealing with cancer. But somewhere in there, God showed up in the impossible, and as hard as life is, He brought days of joy and thankfulness amidst the fog. I would never wish a cancer journey on anyone. It is scary. Melanoma is not curable.
My two best friends and I have started a Non-Profit providing hope and encouragement to others in their cancer journeys, and have been able to use this special calling to bring one another and their stories together. It’s this deep love and this deep connection that has been a gift that you can’t imagine for yourself, or ask for. Find out more about my journey at: