Not the odds I care to be a part of... One in Eight

This week, I found out that I belong to this group.  This is not a group I ever thought I would be a part of.  I was already in the "Cancer Survivor" group; as far as I know, breast cancer is not on
either side of my family. 

Different people handle this kind of news, different ways.  For me, no matter how tough I think I am or how much my stubbornness has got me through difficult times before, being tough or stubborn does not cure cancer.

My faith in God is strong and I believe that it was His divine hand that led me to the radiologist who found the mass and it was God who woke him in the middle of the night to take a deeper and more detailed look at my films and then to refer me to an excellent doctor and surgeon.  It was his insistence that made my husband, Vaughn urge me to get a biopsy and to quickly find the cancer.

I do not know what tomorrow might bring, but I do know that whatever happens, God is there to comfort me.  I am reminded of Psalm 94:19 - When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought joy to my soul.

Still celebrating life...Jolene

It has been a couple of years since I have blogged.  I am not promising a daily or even weekly blog but my intentions are to blog regularly and use my creative writing skills once again. 

Sometimes, I feel like this old truck.  Not pretty to look at, worn  out in places and just plain tired. 

Since my last blog, I have remarried, have a different job in a different state but am still celebrating my life.