In April, 2010, when Andrew was 2 1/2, a tumor was discovered behind his eye. The tumor was removed, but it was found to be an aggressive cancer. He endured seven months of chemo and six weeks radiation. In December of 2010, the day after his last treatment, he was rushed to the ER with an almost fatal bacterial infection. He survived.

He is now seven-years-old!! I don't visit here much, because during the ordeal, this is where I dumped everything--my rage, my fear, my sadness, my ugly, my hope, my everything. But I want all of you who supported and prayed for us to hear his updates. You helped me survive, and I am deeply thankful. Every once in awhile, I will check in to let you know how he's doing. Please continue to pray that cancer will never return to his body. Thank you.

About me

I started this blog to write about my crazy life with three boys...about how fun, challenging, and sanity-stressing it could be.  I used it as a way to practice my photography, and to practice my writing.

And then my two-year-old son was diagnosed with cancer.  Now my blog, whether I like it or not (NOT), has become an avenue for expressing all of the emotions, frustrations, and revelations that come with coping.

I try to be honest and give it to you straight from my heart.  I appreciate each and every visit, and each and every comment.  I may not always get back to you, but I want you to know that your support and kindness mean a lot to me.