Well, friends...I am divorced ! It was officially official as of September 12, 2018. Can you believe it? I wanted to conduct a social experiment and write on my back windshield, ''Just Divorced'' instead of ''Just Married'' as a joke to see the responses, but my ex-husband hated the idea. Reserved British type and all, he would just about die from mortification. The last few weeks living together were sheer hell . Emotional, mental hell. I was leaving my dream home...my DREAM HOME! Am I crazy ? I am starting this new life. Am an idiot ? What am I doing ? I asked myself these questions daily, until the doubt haunted me. I wasn't sleeping, I could barely eat. I didn't feel at home anymore, my things packed away in boxes. I felt like I was being kicked out of my home, the house I found, the house I helped restore. It was one of the most depressing, soul-destroying times of my life. Truly. And then, I found my new dream home. An adorable, 19
Join me on my journey down the rabbit hole of Cancer Land! Treatment, divorce, parenthood, teaching and dating while learning to navigate my new life as a metavivor. My sordid tale begins on April 17, 2017 at age 33 when I was diagnosed with Stage II Invasive Ductal Carcinoma Triple Negative Breast Cancer and continues with my new Stage IV diagnosis exactly two years later on April 17, 2019.