My body is a painter's canvas stretched on bone, not wood. My scars are its brush strokes. A collection telling a story of strength and...

I have always loved the sound of cicadas singing in the trees as they signal that Summer has arrived in the Midwest. As the alien-like...

So proud to say my story is being shared again! This time on the website - Surviving Breast Cancer. You can read it here -...

Cancer is that awful word we all fear when we go to the doctor for an exam, but in that brief dark moment, we hear it, the world we live...