Although Grandma's passion had led me to the power of food, not all of her recipes were healthy. I kept her gusto and the love that she put into her cuisine but ditched the ingredients that bought her a one-way ticket to arthritis, diverticulitis and a host of other inflammatory conditions. I also ditched my own addictions and compulsions around food, especially sugar.

At one of my lowest points, sugar had a painful grip on me. I'd buy/binge and then beat myself up over my behavior.

Life has a much bigger plan for you. Happiness is part of that plan. Health is part of that plan. Stability is part of that plan. Constant struggle is not.

Eventually cancer becomes just another annoying thing that you deal with, you know, like cellulite.

Cancer has changed, and so have I. Life goes on, even becomes normal again. I refused to let cancer wreck my party. There are just too many cool things to do and plan and live for.

I was not going to kick back and wait for the unknown. I was going to dive in and become a full-time healing junkie.

Direct your mind where you want it to travel instead of always going for the ride.