My name is Cathy. I have a beautiful horse, two crazy dogs, and a sweet and shall I say, unique, goat. I love them all. I currently reside in Sarasota, Florida, after moving here in March of 2013. Much of what I wrote about in the beginning of this blog occurred while living in Denver and Steamboat Springs, Colorado between September 2011 and March 2013 (after 10+ years in Florida). I had moved because I was in love and engaged and thrilled to relocate and start living a life I always wanted. Before Florida and Colorado, I spent a few undergrad years in Rochester, New York, and I grew up in Arlington, Massachusetts. I love to ride horses. I enjoy caring for and experiencing life with my pets. I love being outside and getting dirty and sweaty. I always thought I hated the cold, but I learned to love and appreciate both the enormity and beauty of the mountains, and now find joy in all outdoor activities! According to my scholastic background, I am an attorney, and I practice primarily in the areas of estate planning and real estate transactions in Sarasota, Florida.
I learned (officially) on June 6, 2012, that I was going to spend my 33rd birthday living with breast cancer. I wanted to document that time in order to share the nitty-gritty of my experiences with friends and family who live far away, and also hoped that blogging would be therapeutic. I am known for my ability to provide TMI, so please forgive (or embrace!) my frankness.
As of February 19, 2013, I kicked cancer’s ass! I felt joy, happiness, and gratitude as I walked out of the hospital that day.
Many things in my life have changed since I started this blog. I’ve experienced fear, disappointment, and heartache I never anticipated at the start of my illness, life lessons that I sometimes wish had passed me by. I have a deeper respect for myself, for enduring surgeries and uncomfortable doctor visits, asking tough questions and making tough decisions all while laughing whenever I could, and for ultimately getting through cancer with the support of my family and friends.
I feel I’ve aged years over the nine months I underwent treatment. Despite these experiences, I believe most of the time that my glass is half full, and what doesn’t kill me makes me…harder. Whenever I feel anxious about my future, or even my present situation, I remind myself that this moment is all that I really have, that there is no other life than this, and find some sanctity in that knowledge.
I continue to blog here and there when I feel compelled to write, and hope to keep it up more consistently, as apparently now I have some entertaining farm stories to share! Thank you all for your support and for taking time to read my blog. I hope it isn’t overly self-serving.