In the face of excruciating pain and uncertainty, I never lost hope, and it never occurred to me to stop fighting - not ever.

As I've gotten older, I've found that I can have men as friends. I used to not be able to.

When you do bad things, bad things happen to you.

Before my mother died, she made me promise to do everything that could be done to make sure my father was not left alone after she was gone.

Im shy. I can go on a trip for days and not go because I wont sit on a toilet seat on a plane. Im certainly not going to go on somebodys lawn. Could you imagine, in a cocktail dress?

I do not want to die of this disease. So I say to God: "It is seriously time for a miracle."

Cancer is my own private war. The strain, the nausea, the fever take turns challenging my strength, my mind and my spirit.