I've begun to think of my life as having two parts: a before, and an after. The before is my life leading up to January, when this all started. The after is my life since then. A lot of people have told me that going through this would change my perspective on life. That I would maybe understand better what was really important to me, who I want to spend time with, how I want to act. Initially I was hoping there would be some sort of lightbulb moment, or a switch would go off and suddenly I would have all the answers to how I was supposed to live my life from here on out, but that never happened. Life, as I have learned, never goes as planned, and nothing is ever simply laid out. So I've stopped looking for big shiny revelations, and I've started realizing that my answers lie in the little things. These are what I hold onto now. Little moments bring me so much joy now, small things I used to take for granted. Hearing a favorite song on the radio, playing board games w...
THE TRUE CONFESSIONS OF A CANCER KID: Chronicling my journey from a normal stressed out high school student to a REALLY stressed out high school student.