From the beginning, my mother and I always said, “We will fight”. There is and will be simply no other choice than to fight, together. With one devastating discussion with the oncologist, our lives will be forever changed. These pictures capture and represent us fighting as a mother and daughter should, together. This open field symbolizes a slice of Heaven…

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I love watching Mother Angelica Classics Live on EWTN. You can find her on Tuesday nights at 7 p.m. central time. She is my favorite of favorites! There was an episode where she was talking about Heaven’s angels and it’s always stuck with me. “The most important things can’t be seen with the eye. Ideas can’t be seen. Love can’t…

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I was raised by excellent cooks. My parents love cooking! I grew up on my dads ritual preparation of Bar-B-Que chicken and fried catfish, followed by an excellent side dish of homemade mac and cheese my mom would make to follow. Her famous seven layer delight would top off an afternoon of quality time well spent. Along with these memories…

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Hurricane Irma affected Georgia the same dates my mother was due to have another round of chemo. The Atlanta and surrounded cities hasn’t seen this much preparation since the 1993 hurricane Emily. So shutting down the Cancer Treatment Center was a huge shocker. We could see the top of the center in the horizon and then the phone rings, “Ms…

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Three best friends, a full tank, Fleetwood Mac on the play list, Monastery bound, and rainy summer day setting behind us. That is exactly how this little trip to CTCA began. However, the trip left us seeing more cancer on the CT scan and coming back for more chemo infusions. BUT. It’s going to be ok. I feel a huge…

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