My generation is known as the baby boomers. Born into a family of
two older sisters and a fraternal twin, our household was challenging
in so many ways.

Money was tight. We were taught to be thankful for what we did have.

The late SNL comedian Gilda Radner left us with her father's words,
"It's always something"  As my life progressed I learned to understand
their meaning.

I married in 1975 and like all couples expected happily ever after.
No one could have known Jim, my husband would develop progressive
Multiple Sclerosis.  The role of breadwinner changed hands suddenly
along with dreams of starting a family.  My course was now chartered and
I would do everything I could to keep our life as normal as possible.
Our parents lived 100 miles away.  I did not see the heavy load ahead.

Ten years of  caregiving, working full time, seeing every "ologist"
we could, did not save Jim's life.  He died at age 41. I was spent.
I needed to heal.

I was 40 years old, alone and exhausted. That month, my sister Sandy flew
from New Hampshire to Madison, Wisconsin.  I would go against all odds as
I quit my job, sold my house in two weeks, and traveled 500 miles with
my brother in law Rodger to Traverse City, Michigan. I would be close to
my twin sister, Corey and her family.

Starting over was frightening.  I left a secure job of eleven years, with
good benefits.  But my heart was shattered.  I needed the support of my
family to heal.  I bought a little log house surrounded by nature.  Their I reflected
on my life searching for unanswered questions.  Over the years I have
worked in many different fields.  My latest job is with Lowes.  I love
my co-workers as family as they do me.

I was reaching a level where financial worries were improving.  And so,
I exhaled, smiled and relaxed.

The day I felt a lump in my breast, Gilda's words whispered in my ear.
"It's always something."  I may have cancer, but cancer does not have
me.  This is not my first battle.  I am ready and I am stronger.

I ask that you join me on my journey.  The next several months may be
bumpy.  I will pour out my fears, conquests and humor as I continue
my full time job facing the cancer treatments ahead. Please feel free to
share your comments along the way. So, grab my hand, and I shall grab yours. 
Our hands will stretch across the horizon as we unite in this cause.... A healthier and better you!!!!