Inspired by Life

One week before arriving at school, my father was diagnosed with leukemia. I can't even begin to describe how hard it has been coming to grips that my dad has cancer. Other people get cancer...other families cry and struggle and shave their heads, go on support walks, and raise awareness by wearing their t-shirts and ribbon pins. Not me...not my family! Yet...there I was...face-to-face with the reality that my father,  my dear daddy,  the man I love...  has.  cancer. Death is not what I fear...it's facing the unknown, the uncertainties, and the unpredictable that frightens me. A flood gate of questions opened...How long does he have left on this earth? What does this mean for my dad physically? How is my mom going to get through this? Should I even go to school or stay home? Will insurance even cover this? STOP. Just trust. Trust in what? Pray. How can I pray with ten million questions going through my head?  Focus on...TRUTH.  I s...

I told myself: "I wasn't going to do it." I refused to be that girl...you know, the girl that wastes her life spending hours on the couch glued to her computer screen. There's so much more I could accomplish! could do! could be productive in! why would I waste my life away watching people moving and doing things when I could be the person moving and doing things? And do I really have to sit still  thaaat loooong ? Now, maybe part of it is just my personality, but for a good majority of my life, I have steered clear from the media vortex wanting to suck me into a life-wasting obsession. Yes, yes, yes...I was one of those : when my friends were watching the latest TV show or cheering on their favorite sports team, I was learning how to cook, sew, be self-sufficient, be a good employee, earn money, manage finances, build a career, etc. Now don't get me wrong, I've watched my fair share of "Dick Van Dike," "Dancing with the Stars," and ...