There are days where I run to my hiding place under the safe cover of His wings. I haven’t had too many of those lately as life’s barrage wearies me. Instead I run and hide from Him, because when I am with Him I must face what is before me.

Honestly, I’d much rather hide from Him and not think about what lies ahead.

Another visit with the oncologist… anemia continues, results of chemo, radiation, lupus, radioactive iodine.

“Your body is just beat up.” he said to me, holding my 3-inch thick file in his hands.  Read more... (254 words, estimated 1:01 mins reading time)

…is the day the nightmare began two years ago. The day I picked up the phone to hear, “Can you be at the doctor’s office at 12:45? He’d like to see you to discuss your biopsy results.” The day I looked at my doctor and knew what would come out of his mouth before I heard, “I wish there was a better way to tell you…” The day I found out I had breast cancer.

The day monsters became real.  Read more... (384 words, estimated 1:32 mins reading time)