I am a 26 year old from Cincinnati, Ohio with terrible luck but I survived after a diagnosis of a cancer called “acute lymphoblastic leukemia”. Because of the cancer I have had to get two shoulder replacements, two hip replacements, and three ankle reconstructions. I don’t care if you read what I have to say but just a warning…I can’t promise it’s going to be interesting.
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Cancer is Stupid 
I love you, Katie, and am praying for you! You are a brave, strong woman. You can fight this battle. You are not alone in this. There are a lot of unknowns right now, but one thing you can know for sure is that God loves you and cares for you. When we are weak, He is strong. I know this because He has proved it to me over and over again. Alex, Clay and I want to come for a visit. I look forward to seeing you soon.
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Good Morning Katie –
I know in my heart you can beat this with the fortitude and mind set you always have. I keep you in my prayers daily and I know you are being given the best of care both at the hospital and above. Although there are many miles between us, if there is something you want from out here in no mans liand (Arizona) that will make you smile or kick some butt, please ask. I am always here. You must tell me about Lady I read she stayed all night with you. Here is hoping today is a good day for you in your fight and journey. Love you bunches –
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Hey Katie,
You don’t know me but we have a mutual friend. I’m friends with Collen Whalen and I heard you went to school with her. I was diganosed with the exact same cancer as yourself and am currently at Children’s hospital after being enrolled in a clinical trial. I just really wanted to reach out and see if there is anything you needed…if you ever wanted someone to talk to or anything please let me know. Please know that even though I don’t know you, you’ve got another person in your corner to fight this bullshit we call leukemia.
Keep your spirits up 🙂
– Ashley
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To all the souls shuddering
like a broken door.
To all the hearts left out
in the rain, hanging by
broken pegs to a wishing line.
To all the smiles that
got mangled too early,
that never managed to
stay hitched onto your
face despite your best efforts.
The sun rises, and you rise
with it. Day after day.
Again and
again and
again.
There is something to be said
about your resilience, about
how your heart is still
pumping. About how
your lungs still draw
in shuddering breaths
even when you feel like
you are drowning.
You are not drowning.
The fight in your eyes
smells like Artemis’ arrows.
The moonlight spells your
name when you’re not looking.
You are not drowning.
One day, you will look back
and think I made it.
And you will have.
You will have.
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