Every Wednesday at Leaving A Legacy, I'm going to be sharing with you my journey as a breast cancer fighter. I hope you'll join me on this journey.....I'm going to be very transparent and very real, as I share with you what the Lord has placed on my heart, one step at a time. Photo Credit As the days before my surgery inched closer, the fear in my heart grew. “What kind of woman would I be for my husband?”  The voices of the enemy kept telling me, "I would never be the same again." The words, “I’m so sorry” was the phrase that always crossed my lips anytime I saw my husband. He of course kept telling me, “Stop it! The only thing that mattered was me being there for him and the kids.” The day before my surgery we were in the examination room at the plastic surgeon's office. We were ... read more

  Every Wednesday at Leaving A Legacy, I'm going to be sharing with you my journey as a breast cancer fighter. I hope you'll join me on this journey.....I'm going to be very transparent and very real, as I share with you what the Lord has placed on my heart, one step at a time. Photo Credit My husband and I went to see my surgeon with fear and dread settling in the pits of our stomachs. As we pulled into the parking lot, I thought of a million other places I would rather be, anywhere but here I thought....... anywhere on earth. Once we reached his office and all the pleasantries had been made, we got down to business. He explained what type of cancer I had, the only parts I can remember him saying were, it was estrogen positive, and HER2-. Many cancer survivors can tell you down to the ... read more

Every Wednesday at Leaving A Legacy, I'm going to be sharing with you my journey as a breast cancer fighter. I hope you'll join me on this journey.....I'm going to be very transparent and very real, as I share with you what the Lord has placed on my heart, one step at a time. Photo Credit A scream tore through the ordinary day, of my ordinary life. It was a scream that started the nightmare. It was a scream that made me grow up. It shook me to my very core. We had just gotten home from a family errand, my husband had left for work, and there on the answering machine was the message I dreaded most. Nervously, I hit play, and my doctor’s voice played loud and clear, “Shari, you need to call my office as soon as possible." I quickly called my doctor to confirm the news; it was the dreaded C ... read more