One day, everything is fine and you move through life with an ease that is often akin to auto-pilot.

The next, life hits you like a runaway train. It shakes your core. It causes you to question yourself and those around you. It becomes the anvil that either makes or breaks you.

The following pages are my emotions, thoughts, doubts, fear and most of the love that I felt in my battle against cancer.

Maybe it was a matter of having a vehicle to be able to express myself. Maybe it was a need to share my experiences with others. To be creative in a time in which most would retreat into a shell of self-pity.

Through the majority of my experience, I managed to keep my chin up, as my husband often encouraged me. At other times, I seemed to buckle from the stress and lose my focus. Both, I feel are common human experiences when dealing with the c-word.