Cancer isn’t a pretty pink ribbon. Cancer is rubbing your mom’s back while she’s getting sick in the bathroom for the 4th time that day. ...

I was 21 years old when I had my prophylactic bilateral mastectomy and reconstruction. I had just graduated college a week before the ope...

Start from part 1. (Seriously, you’re about to have no idea what I’m rambling about otherwise) It’s been a year I know, I know. This blog...

3 months. 3 more months of these damned expanders and the worst of this journey will be behind me. For those of you who are currently goi...

Read parts one, two, and three I’m almost a month out from my surgery and currently undergoing the reconstructive phase of my prophylacti...

Read parts one and two Then… It’s been almost five days since I went under the knife at The James Comprehensive Cancer Center for my prop...

Emotional update So I finally graduated from college with a bachelor’s degree in strategic communications and a marketing minor. Now it’s...

First and foremost Before I really get into this let’s get a few things straight. This is not a “reduction.” This is not a “boob job.”  T...

1. Stay off the sidewalk If you’ve ever been to a fest at Ohio University, you know the rules.  Stay on the grass, carry your cup upside ...

The bad news first.. I live in Ohio and, for those of you who don’t know what Ohio weather is like, imagine a temperamental teenager, goi...

I come from a small town, a village actually. Carey, Ohio. Population 3,663. There was never any shortage of cornfields or small town fo...

When I finally leave this oasis called Athens, there will surely be some form of departing words. We’ll walk at graduation. We’ll hug and...