About
In my opinion, everything is better with cajun seasoning. Small cities are better than big cities, biking to the store is better than walking. Summers should be clear, warm – but not hot – days with the perfect balance of responsibility and free time. Weekends are for running, biking, camping, hiking, kayaking. Not for sitting around. Muffins should be eaten every day preferably with a cup of coffee, and dogs really are best friends. Commas have an important part in sentences, and I use them often whether they belong there or not.
The summer of 2009 wasn’t one of those idyllic summers. Instead it was filled with doctors visits, IVs, prescription bottles, bland foods, and not nearly enough of those verbs. I had very little responsibility and far too much free time spent sitting, or lying, around. I didn’t expect to have cancer at 28.
August of 2009 began the second year of my doctoral program. My lazy and (frankly) boring summer came to an end and was replaced with classes, my own research, a research assistantship, and all those other responsibilities that come along with the school year.
As I search for direction and identity as a researcher and a professional, I’ll be searching for it in my personal life as a cancer survivor – or patient – and young woman. I have a relationship to nurture, a dog who really is my best friend, and a lot to do.
This is a blog about getting back to life as all of those things, and as a fitness enthusiast. My life is one big chorus of contradictions, the pieces of me always battling for top billing.
