MOXIE
I recently learned a new word. MOXIE. Sounded cool enough, so I looked up the meaning. COURAGE. I made the mental note, "I must look into this a bit further and write about it." This past June, I was given the grim news that I have cancer. MOXIE. Needless to say, my world as I knew it has been turned upside down, and I'm honestly now quite sure when it will turn back to upside up, as it should be. It has been daunting and nerve wracking at times. MOXIE. It has shaken my strength and weakened my body. MOXIE. And it has humbled me like nothing else has ever done before. Still MOXIE. I've done some research on the diagnosed condition and what foods can help. I've talked with other cancer patients and survivors. Some, people I know, and others, complete strangers. I met and spoke over the phone for about an hour with a lovely woman who shared about her cancer journey with me. She told me she's in her 80+ round of chemo. MOXIE, more MOXIE. The thought of it, ma
