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I share how I survived multiple myeloma, painful spine fractures and years of recovery to reclaim my independence and vitality.

Breast cancer cracked me open but didn’t break me — it gave me voice, purpose and courage to dream boldly, live fully and speak up for those who can’t.

Living with stage 4 kidney cancer has taught me to embrace the present, cherish connection and find gratitude each day in unexpected places.

Summer heat can worsen my lymphedema, but I’ve learned simple ways to stay cool, reduce swelling and protect my arms — here’s what helps me most.

A thoughtless birthday mammogram reminder underscored how the healthcare system ignored my reality of living with metastatic breast cancer.

After cancer, lifelong infusions were tough — until nurse Angela’s care and kindness reminded me that true support can last long after treatment ends.

I’m 22 years out from breast cancer and forever grateful for the nurses who gave me not just treatment but friendship, laughter and a community of hope.

She wore a variety of bright sneakers and occasionally did a cha-cha-cha in them. Her laughter was contagious. Patients smiled. The other nurses smiled.

The strongest connections I’ve made are with others who have also been through their own cancer journeys.

After testicular cancer, I’ve learned to guard my mood, seek small joys and embrace healing and renewal with every sunrise this spring.

Teddy bears offer emotional comfort and connection for adults with cancer, easing anxiety and fostering trust during treatment.

Four years after remission from follicular lymphoma, ongoing fear of relapse, lingering symptoms, and life stressors continue to weigh heavily on me.

A chance meeting with my childhood friend reminded me — and others — that living with cancer means taking things one day at a time.

I reflect on how a generic mammogram reminder overlooked my experience as a breast cancer survivor and how thoughtful messaging could make a difference.

Unplugging from digital noise helped me find peace, clarity and room for growth during a season of emotional and mental renewal.

After a long battle with illness and seeking many specialists, I emphasize the need to self-advocate for ongoing care following my cancer diagnosis.

As spring arrives, I embrace the season’s renewal, reflecting on my journey with cancer and the freedom I’ll feel when I stop my treatment. Life is a gift.

It’s spring, a time for new beginnings following a cancer diagnosis; however, I have an ongoing issue that I can’t dismiss.

Diagnosed in 2014, I share my unique aggressive treatment journey over 11 years, highlighting a common hope for more time and better treatments.

After nearly 30 years with cancer — community, research and education have helped us find hope, strength and purpose in the face of chronic blood cancers.

Each spring, I find strength and hope in the daffodils I grow, helping me face chronic lymphocytic leukemia with renewed determination.

I stay in the cancer social media world because it helps me cope, even when friends disappear and I’m left wondering if they’re resting, retreating or gone.

After a mammogram and breast cancer scare, a Broadway show provided a welcome distraction and joy, reminding me of life's beauty.

What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Stardust or seafoam, flower or winged air. ― Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Experiencing spring's renewal after a cancer diagnosis, I focus on health through checkups, diet and exercise, embracing change and well-being.

Living with Lynch isn't easy, but it's not all doom and gloom. It's a call to live deliberately.

It isn’t easy having cancer. But like gardening in a harsh climate, survival and growth come from strategies, adaptation, and patience.

After living with lymphoma for 15 and a half years, my doctor has suggested reducing the dose of my medication and possibly taking me off of it.

In an upside-down, topsy-turvy world, cancer can be a distraction for us.