04/09/2026
This is Mingo and me. I was born crazy about horses. My Uncle Bob, something of a character, was kind enough to get a horse for me. He boarded, fed, and cared for the horse. I rode Mingo whenever Uncle Bob had time to get me to the barn or my parents were able to drop me there. While I will not be riding with my friends in the Bob Marshall Wilderness this summer, there is a chance I will get to ride another day.
After weeks of being on pins and needles, of not knowing, feeling like crap, cascading symptoms, I received a full diagnosis and treatment plan. I have stage III ovarian cancer. There is treatment. No one can say if it will be successful or for how long, but here I go on the cancer journey. May it lead to another ride on a beautiful horse with people I love.
To all who have reached out, sent positive thoughts and prayers, shared memories - thank you from the bottom of my heart. I went from being just fine in February to an alien state in mid-March. I have no idea where or when this journey ends, but it is not yet over. Pretty sure that all of you have a lot to do with that. Also, I look my treatment team some mini donuts and told them it will be great to see daisy donuts back in action. They were optimistic about my ability to do that as my treatment progresses so stay tuned!
