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Only The Best…Nothing Else Will Do

In the days before Peter took the job that brought us to Georgia, we drove north to check out the hospital. We couldn’t even consider moving until we felt safe in our choice that SHOULD we need a hospital for treatment again, Peyton would have the best options available. We got a grand tour of [...]

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Free: Adjective or Verb?

There’s been the occasional question of what “Free Anissa” is supposed to mean.  As I can tend to blather on until someone no longer cares, I try to keep it fairly brief in explanation…Twitter blockage, end of cancer, a new focus, blah blah blah. But, I clearly had great expectations for this new blog…it was [...]

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Nothing but brain

I realize that I sort of left everyone hanging with the news of more tests for Peyton. I am a bad bad person.  Sorry about that. But it’s been hard to talk about where this round of tests leave me emotionally. Peyton had her opthamologist appointment last week….we were at the hospital for hours, testing [...]

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Important

There are times I have to switch my hats so fast it gives me whiplash. Just hours into my time in North Carolina at the Type-A Mom Conference, I got a call that shook me to my core. A call that left me crying in the bathroom. A call with news that made my heart [...]

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Rambling is an art, right?

Back in the day I used to blog on what could be considered a semi-regular basis. It’s not that I don’t have things to tell you, it’s that I am WICKED loaded down with stuff I have to do. Like? Figure out why my dryer suddenly decided to stop heating up. Convince my kittehs to [...]

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I have a story to tell

“I have a story to tell.” Those were her words.  She’s fourteen years old.  There should be no story to tell.  Her life should be Gossip Girl and first boyfriends, shopping trips and late night giggles. She shouldn’t have a story to tell yet. But Mary does. She has a story about cancer.  Having cancer [...]

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How did I get here?

I’m sitting here in a hotel room in Anaheim, CA. And I wonder how I got here. I mean, I know how I GOT here…a plane and all that stuff…but I can’t quite figure out how I got HERE. From living in the bubble of our cancer life to sitting in a room 2000 miles [...]

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September is Childhood Cancer Awareness month. Here’s to many more Septembers with Peyton

September 2003…waiting September 2004…laughing September 2005…enjoying September 2006…enduring September 2007…persevering September 2008…inspiring September 2009…overcoming September 2010….. And what? Will the Leukemia stay gone? Will it come back? That’s LIFE with cancer.  You can NOT have the disease. I think it’s impossible to NOT have the fear.  The scars are forever. The future is always hopeful, [...]

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It’s just a cold. It’s just a cold. It’s just a cold.

Peyton’s had the crud. I try not to let that be a big deal. Kids get sick…even kids who had cancer are allowed to get JUST.GET.SICK. But. Low-grade fever. Three words I really hate. I would guess those words induce some sort of PTSD reaction in me…my palms will get sweaty and my heart races…I [...]

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Whatever it may be

“You’re so strong” “I couldn’t do it” “I’m in awe of you” I can’t tell you how many times someone said or wrote these words to me over the past three years.  Usually at the moments I felt the weakest, the least awesome, knowing that any moment I couldn’t do it anymore. Those words spurred [...]

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Eat ice cream = help sick kids. JUST that simple

Just in case you didn’t know. My kid had cancer. She was only two years old.  She looked like this: She endured two and half years of chemotherapy and radiation treatment…she had to go through THIS: Yup, that’s a needle in her chest.  Good times. Doesn’t THIS look like fun?  And yes, she is strapped [...]

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Sometimes forgetfulness is a GOOD thing!

Being at BlogHer all weekend was a huge relief because it brought my normal monthly crazy down to a dull roar. I got home late on Sunday and bright and early Tuesday morning I had to drive Peyton into ATL for her finger poke. Already? Didn’t we just do this but with a side of [...]

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