Maybe don't worry so much.

May 20, 2023

When I got my breast cancer diagnosis in February, there was so much up in the air about my health, my treatment, my future... And there were show dates on the calendar that were not only super important to me, but super far from home. May 12, and date I was to be in New Hampshire with Funny Women of a Certain Age was the beginning of a string of road gigs that I was worried about. Was I going to be recovering from surgery? Was I going to be unable to be so far from home due to radiation treatment appointments? These shows on the calendar in New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Utica and Troy, New York...was I going to be able to get to them? Even though my faith is greater than my fear, I let myself worry a lot more than I needed to. And then I remembered to breathe; I remembered to be still and see what happens.

So May 12 has come and gone, and I can't stop smiling because I have been able to be on the road for these shows with absolutely no issues whatsoever. So all those moments I spent worrying could have been spent in happier ways, such as watching Netflix, napping, or learning to juggle. I am so grateful, so very grateful. And it's no coincidence that the cancer center just happened to schedule my post op appointment to ok my readiness for radiation treatment for the day I get home. I don't know what your beliefs are. But for me, I know God has had every detail of this thing planned out for my good. Onward to the next step, which is radiation and my metamorphosis into a super hero of some sort (hey, girl can dream, right?!) As for you, my friend? Look in the mirror, smile, and maybe don't worry so much. And get your boobies (and all your parts!) checked.