The Cancer Olympics
Survivor. When I was in treatment, I used to look at that word with longing. I thought, if I was ever so lucky to be a survivor, I would consider that phase so… Continue reading
Survivor. When I was in treatment, I used to look at that word with longing. I thought, if I was ever so lucky to be a survivor, I would consider that phase so… Continue reading
Today it is my great pleasure to interview Cath Filby, author of a soon-to-be-released memoir Do or Die. I recently met Cath on Twitter and discovered we share the surname Ennis and that… Continue reading
This is a story for every woman who genuinely seeks the truth in her life and yearns to live a more authentic existence. It’s been a joy for me this week to help… Continue reading
And the winner is… Check the Journeying Beyond Breast Cancer Facebook page to see if you have won a copy of Stephanie’s book! Special guest post today from Stephanie Butland, author of THRIVE!… Continue reading
I’ve written many times here of my aversion to the battling terms the media like to use when it comes to cancer, especially when someone “loses their fight with cancer”. But today I… Continue reading
Today on Journeying Beyond Breast Cancer, I am interviewing Cara Novy- Bennewitz author of Diagnosis: Breast Cancer: The Best Action Plan for Navigating Your Journey. JBBC: Congratulations on the publication of your wonderful… Continue reading
I regularly get requests to review books on breast cancer and when Cara Novy- Bennewitz sent me an advance copy of her book, Diagnosis: Breast Cancer: The Best Action Plan for Navigating Your Journey,… Continue reading
Rachel Pappas is a regular reader and commentator on Journeying Beyond Breast Cancer, and last November contributed a delightful post to Standing in the Gap with Mamma’s Memories. Reading this post of sweet… Continue reading
Thank you all for your great response to this week’s giveaway – a copy of When Cancer Hits – Your Complete Guide to Taking Care of YOU through Treatment. The winner, drawn at… Continue reading