For a list of survivor stories by cancer type, click the Type of Cancer and follow the link at the bottom of the page.
A Race to Remember
by Khevin Barnes
When I was 12 years old, my family lived in a quiet neighborhood in Riverside, CA. I wasn’t very good at your typical school sports like baseball and football, but I was good at running. And I loved it. I loved it so much that it became one of my life’s greatest joys.
Go to Your Happy Place
by Ginger Johnson
Some people say that the cancer experience is like drinking from a fire hose – overwhelming. I tend to disagree. Adversity has the ability to make us better if we choose not to let it make us bitter.
Signs along My Road Trip through Cancer
by Jody Winsick-Soluri
My journey through leukemia over the past six years has seemed somewhat like a road trip to an undetermined destination. Along the way, I’ve encountered several road signs, just as you would on any period of extended travel.
Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder
by Stephanie Madsen
My long, blonde hair used to be a prized possession of mine. Having been a hairstylist for many years, I’d spend hours upon hours styling my luxuriant locks. I wore my hair up, down, and every way in between. I took pride in my frequently complimented tresses. That all changed shortly after my 25th birthday, when cancer barged into my life.
Against All Odds
by Stacey Polak
In 1998, I received chemotherapy while I was pregnant. Diagnosed with non-Hodgkin lymphoma at the end of my first trimester, the prognosis wasn’t great, and the unknowns were terrifying. I was sick from both the pregnancy and the chemo. Weak and exhausted, I rarely left the house. The odds weren’t in my favor, yet by my third cycle of chemo, my tumor was shrinking.
Divine Secrets of the Ta-Ta Sisterhood
by Joanna Chapman
It can be really hard to make treatment decisions.
2. Seek out your pink tribe, the group that feels right to you.
3. Remember that it’s emotionally exhausting for your loved ones too.
Let’s Be Honest …
by Letty Cottin Pogrebin
Giving your friend with cancer permission to tell you the truth about what they want and what they’re feeling doesn’t mean they have to tell you absolutely everything. When friends of mine asked how I was doing during breast cancer, I used to answer in detail – until I started noticing how often their eyes glazed over.
Still Struggling with Post-Cancer Loneliness?
by Debbie Woodbury
I’m OK with solitude. In fact, I crave it. What I’m not OK with is loneliness. Before my breast cancer diagnosis and mastectomy, I thought I knew what loneliness felt like.