Heading into another surgery on my breast cancer journey on January 3rd, I feel less peace than before my first surgery. This time I know more — I know the discomfort of drains, I understand the process of recovery, and I know I’m facing a hospital stay.

It was there when I decided to stop working full time and stay home with my son. I felt it when I knew I should join Compel and start writing. It consistently nudged me to start my blog.

I remember the conversation clearly; I was sharing with a friend the tangled details of uncertainty about my future. I had so many questions, too many choices, and no clear direction. After several years of pursuing a full-time teaching job, I felt a tug in my heart to abandon that plan and stay home with my newborn son. As the summer months ticked by, time was running low, and I desperately wanted to choose the right path.