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Cheryl’s Cancer and Travel Fund

As some of you know, my sweet mom has been diagnosed with cancer in her jaw bone. Sarcomas are very rare as only around 3,000 people are diagnosed with the disease per year. After a chest X-ray today, it seems that her lungs are worse and we are trying to remain hopeful that the cancer… Continue reading Cheryl’s Cancer and Travel Fund

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Little Dive Bar

Life is so funny. All my life mom has told me the story of how when she was a new grad Occupational Therapist working at the University of Kansas Hospital, her and her coworkers would always go across the street to a little dive bar to dance and have a few drinks after work. On… Continue reading Little Dive Bar

From My Journal..

Living Through Trauma: You’re not crazy, you’re just grieving.

I will always share my story and posts like this. I think it is so important to realize that PTSD is not just a product of military service but civilians suffer from it, too. Including me. You’re not alone, you’re not crazy, and it does get better. ⚠️⚠️ I want to warn you, this is… Continue reading Living Through Trauma: You’re not crazy, you’re just grieving.

Coffee and Cobblestone

Flashback to Richmond:Appreciating the Chimborazo hospital site.

I wrote the below post one year ago during a research trip to Washington D.C. and Richmond, VA studying Civil War medicine. This memory popped up today on my Facebook memories and I figured it was worth the share. I am so passionate about what I do. God has truly blessed me with the best… Continue reading Flashback to Richmond:Appreciating the Chimborazo hospital site.

The Lighter Side

Today, I had a humbling Experience…

Today, I had a very humbling experience that I thought I would share... This weekend my family and I went to the opening of a restaurant in which the owner- who happened to be a celebrity- was present. People lined up around the block to get wrist bands to meet her, see the ribbon cutting,… Continue reading Today, I had a humbling Experience…

From My Journal..

“Follow your heart, follow HIS signs- everything else is noise.”

Four years ago, I stood in front of this fireplace. I stood in awe of the brickwork that had remained intact since 1733, the musty smell, the history of the family who had lived there that I left feeling like I knew, the goosebumps, the energy. It was majestic. Today, scrolling through Instagram, seeing that… Continue reading “Follow your heart, follow HIS signs- everything else is noise.”