"We are in this struggle together."
“You’re shattered like you’ve never been before. The life you knew is in a thousand pieces on the floor. Words fall short in times like these. When this world drives you to your knees; you think you’re never going to get back to the you that used to be.” Who is familiar with the above lyrics? While boarding my 9:30 PM flight from Chicago to Kansas City last week, my phone vibrated, notifying me that I had a text message. My sister, Kim, had sent me a message with an unknown artist and song title. “Tell your heart to beat again” by Danny Gokey. I turned my phone off and buried my face into Blake’s chest. The overhead lights inside the plane faded while everyone prepared for take-off. First, let’s rewind a bit. Friday, March 24th, marked the last day of cycle 1 for me. The following week, March 27 - April 2, was considered an ‘off week’ - no antibiotics (infused nor orally). The three weeks in March prior to the 27th were manageable. I averaged two bad days a week - not too sh