When Your Little Sister Turns Out To Be Your Hero

My youngest sister doesn’t look like a strong woman. A “do-rag” covers her shiny bald head and these days she’s tipping the scales at just over 100 pounds. She isn’t much of a threat to anyone or anything. Or is she? Just after my ninth birthday, around the time I was getting used to the idea …

When Cancer Is Her Truth, She Needs You: Write for 31 Days

It was a beautiful Fall day, a good day for the three of us “sisters from another mister” to share some shopping, fellowship, sushi. And, oh yes, a mammogram. One of my friends had a scare in the past, so we went with her for this appointment. We prayed for her as she underwent this …

When Cancer Enters Your Landscape

My friend sat at her daughter’s bedside, holding her hand, whispering prayers as the daughter lay in the Intensive Care Unit. This young, single mother had just barely survived an automobile crash. The man she hoped to build a life with did not. Healing — of heart and body — have taken many prayers. For …

Reflecting on Lessons Learned

Lying on a gurney in the radiation room at my Cancer Treatment Center, I count up to 16. “You’re Number 16,” I say to the kind fellow prepping me for my morning CAT scan — Number 16 in a long line of strangers to examine, poke, bandage or photograph this rather personal area of my body.  He …

No “Muskrat Love” in My World

Taking stock recently of my body’s collision with breast cancer, I’m intrigued by how God has tucked so many life lessons into this natural world, almost as if He’s devised a sort of “treasure hunt” for us.  It was with amusement that I stumbled upon a lesson in “Muskrat Love” buried for me in my …