post-traumatic growth…one day at a time
K. Susanne Jones 
The picture above is my cancer binder – or rather it’s the teetering pile of papers that I intend to get into an organized binder. It’s something I tried to put together right after I was diagnosed, so that I could keep all of the paperwork and pamphlets and brochures and receipts in one place. … Read more
I don’t know that there are any actual benefits to being a breast cancer survivor, but if there’s one, it’s that I get to talk about boobs anytime I want. I was blindsided by a comment the other day. It’s hard to say what’s more surprising – that I can still be affected by things … Read more
I won’t waste space begging for your forgiveness – though I AM sorry. I won’t waste your time talking about all of the reasons I did what I did or said what I said. I’m not going to list any excuses, and I’m not going to talk about how hurt I was or how much … Read more
I used to hate Valentine’s Day – back when I thought it was about what you get, and not what you give. Girls are trained at an early age, I think, to expect amazing things on Valentine’s Day – chocolates, cards, flowers, jewelry. Those things rarely made it my way, and I was resentful. Then … Read more