
I found a lump and was shocked to learn it was breast cancer, but over 22 years I’ve learned healing takes time, asking for help is strength, and hope grows.

I found a lump and was shocked to learn it was breast cancer, but over 22 years I’ve learned healing takes time, asking for help is strength, and hope grows.

After nearly 11 years of living with Hodgkin lymphoma, my sister Kathleen passed away peacefully at 38, leaving me to navigate the sorrow of losing her.

I celebrated five years since my bone marrow transplant with a surprise video from my donor, a beautiful reminder of the life she helped me keep.

After eleven 11 of survivorship, I’ve been waiting to hear the words, “You’re completely free of cancer! Go in peace,” but I’m wondering if it ever will happen.

My cancer journey taught me that nothing is certain; however, with support, humor and acceptance, we can weather the ups and downs.

It took years to understand why my mastectomy site looked different. Knowing I healed correctly for my procedure helped me accept my new normal.

I’ve survived rare blood cancer for 15 years, but the lasting side effects have taken a toll — even so, I still find purpose, joy and reasons to keep going.

Fear is a powerful enemy of the mind but there’s another word that has the same power. That word is a six letter one, cancer.

Nine years after my bladder cancer diagnosis, I reflect on its recurrence, caregiving, grief, and my new life with leukemia and renewed gratitude.

Tamron Little was diagnosed with peritoneal mesothelioma in 2007 as a 21-year-old new mother. Catch up on Tamron's blogs here!

After years off medication, I finally enjoyed a grapefruit cocktail — symbolizing freedom from cancer’s constant shadow and hope for the future.

After years of survivorship, I’m realizing that shedding extra pounds may do more than improve comfort — it could reduce my risk of recurrence.

I share how hope, even when uncertain, helped me through cancer and honors its role in balancing realism, resilience and emotional survival.

After having a double mastectomy to rid myself of cancer, I’m less picky about how I look and won’t be wearing uncomfortable shapewear for a wedding.

I was diagnosed with testicular cancer at 20. I’ve learned to embrace the pauses in life and stand proud as a survivor who won’t be ignored.

I entered remission from lung cancer 5.5 years ago, but faced a tough road readjusting, with ongoing physical, mental and emotional challenges.

I share how traveling fueled my passion for life, how myeloma changed my journeys, and how new mobility options have opened doors to adventure and connection.

After two bouts of breast cancer and a double mastectomy, I wish I had taken that photo at 34, just for me to remember the body I once had.

After a brain tumor diagnosis and infection, I celebrate recovery with family at the beach, embracing life’s precious moments together.

Surviving cancer wasn’t the end of my story; it was the start of redefining life, finding purpose and offering hope to those walking behind me.

Living with metastatic breast cancer, I find it hard to relate to the term “survivor.”

Those of us who’ve survived our cancer treatment journeys need to be role models to those who follow us.

I finally felt like a survivor the day I heard my 18-month scans were clear, shifting from fear to faith and realizing I was not just surviving — I was thriving.

I was diagnosed with follicular lymphoma in 2020, during COVID, which forced me to retire early and taught me I’m more than a statistic.

If there is ever an annual follow up CT scan that does not cause me significant anxiety, this year will be the one.

I became a colon cancer survivor after my 2020 diagnosis, and I share how my scars, mindset shifts and journaling helped me embrace this second chance.

Survivorship after cancer can be harder than treatment. My daughter faces lasting side effects, fear, and uncertainty while building a life she hopes to live fully.

I was told I wouldn’t live to see my daughters’ weddings — but 12 years later, I’ve been there for two, and I’m holding out hope for the third.

Joining support groups after cancer treatment helped me heal emotionally, connect with others who understood and embrace a new, meaningful normal.

Eminem’s lyric about having “one shot” stayed with me, and writing this letter to my newly diagnosed self, reminds me how that mindset saved my life.