Sometimes, I feel like it’s not safe to write about anything personal anymore.

As I’m walking through this cancer scare, I’ve been sharing my feelings pretty openly yet holding back the really deep stuff.

Most people tell me don’t worry. Another handful tell me that God is in control. And some tell me to quit complaining.

It’s not my intent to complain. I just write what’s going on. And what’s going on isn’t the easiest thing for me.

One of my petpeaves is when people pretend to know me without getting to know me. I’m here.

I’m real.

And I’m not looking forward to this part of the journey, but I’m excited for all the other parts.