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I have recently been diagnosed with invasive ductal carcinoma breast cancer.

I went in for my routine mammogram during my Thanksgiving break. They called me the very next day saying that the doctor would like for me to come in and get some more scans of my right breast. I was told that I would see the doctor after the scans and know the results before leaving that day.

I immediately knew what this meant for me and from the beginning, I have had a peace that surpasses all understanding.

My biological mother passed away from breast cancer and because of that, I had been getting screened yearly since 2015 with the exception of last year. (Of all years for me to miss!)

I sat in church that Sunday the 27th with tears streaming down my face as the pastor shared his story of being crippled and the stages he went through to walk again, giving glory to God in each stage. I knew I had cancer and I closed my eyes and told God I was ready for what was ahead. I was ready for whatever would bring Him the most glory. I was ready because I knew He would be by my side every step of the way!

Monday, the 28th, I went in for my rescans which turned into a sonogram which turned into a biopsy. I will say I did shed some tears through this process of being shuffled around from one procedure to another. I had no idea what was to be involved in this appointment. Afterward, my doctor explained everything perfectly. She told me in her professional opinion it was breast cancer but that we would wait for the pathology report to confirm it.

I made this TikTok while I waited for my doctor to come into the consultation room.

What happened next…

I have two gorgeous daughters plus two of their best friends who call me mom. I text them in a group message asking them to come over for dinner. (My youngest actually lives at home still but the others do not.) They of course all said yes. I told them face to face what had transpired that day and that I knew God had me in His hands that everything was going to work out according to His plan for me and that we would give Him all the glory and honor in it all! They all knew I had that appointment so they were ready for this news but because I was calm and spoke with a peace that surpasses all understanding, it helped them to be that way too!

Wednesday, the 30th, she called me to tell me it came back just as she had expected. With my permission, she would send my information over to the surgeon she and my family doctor recommended so that I could get started on a treatment plan which of course I gave her. She said this was not the same case as my mom and she expected me to be great and I had better not disappoint her! I so appreciated her encouragement!

When I got home that day, I sat on the couch with my youngest daughter and we face-timed my oldest who was in New York. (I had asked her if she wanted to know while she was on vacation or if she wanted to wait until she got back. I already knew the answer but I still gave her the choice.) I told them it was what the doctor has suspected and that it was time to move forward with the breast surgeon now. Again I reminded them that the Lord had this in the palm of His hands and it would be used for His glory somehow.

When I hung up with my oldest, my youngest told me, “Good job, mom!” I asked her why and she responded, “Because you didn’t cry.” I am very emotional, and I usually cry saying anything like this but from day one the Lord has given me such peace and calmness that His strength shines through when I talk about it.

I called my two bonus daughters to let them know and then made a list of those I needed to update and those I still needed to tell for the first time. (There are just some people that I did not want to find out on social media if I chose to put it out there in that manner.) I also wanted to wait until after I spoke to the surgeon so that I would have more information. I knew this would be a draining enough task and did not want to have to make a second call to everyone once I saw the surgeon.

I started this blog years ago

as as my way of working through some storms that had hit me all at once. (Read my very first blog post.) After a while grief became a major component of my story and those posts always seemed to find their way to the women who needed them most. I still to this day get comments from those who are desperately seeking some kind of comfort in their time of grief.

I have been silent for quite some time but my testimony for this season will be one that needs to be shared just like my testimony back in 2016-2017 needed to be shared. The Lord is about to work miracles and my friends He wants you to know that He will work them for you too! You don’t have to wait until you aren’t mad at Him anymore to come to Him. He knows you are mad. He sees your doubt and your tears. He wants you to come to Him anyway. He just needs you to take one small step toward Him and He will do the rest. You only need but a mustard seed of faith and if you feel like you don’t even have that much faith right now, you can use some of mine. I have plenty to go around!