In some respects, this entire experience seems surreal. You never think something is going to happen to you until it does. For me, being diagnosed with cancer and going through the entire treatment plan seems like a blur right now. Was I really diagnosed with an extremely rare cancer? Did I actually go through 39 radiation sessions and 4 surgeries? Have I really missed nearly 3 months of watching my kids grow up to be treated in Boston? While much is a blur, through this experience I’ve come to realize how physically and mentally strong I am; lucky I am; and loved I am.

The plan given to me in March and begun in April came to its successful conclusion today. No more radiation. No more surgeries. No more cancer. Yes, there is still a long way to go. My body is far from healed and there will be routine scans in the coming months and years to ensure the tumor has not returned. But today, for me, signals a new beginning. A beginning that will bring a sense of normalcy back to my life (as normal as you can get in 2020) and the lives of those around me.