by Ivy Hughes | Sep 12, 2019 | Life after breast cancer, Raising kids, Raising kids after cancer, Raising twins
“Where is your shoe?” “Yeah.” “Seriously. Where is your shoe? There’s one over there and there’s one over there. Both lefties, one a sandal, one a tennis shoe. Where are the other ones?” “Yeah!” Thus began the twenty minute search to find two matching pairs of shoes...
by Ivy Hughes | Aug 30, 2019 | Cancer grief, Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Raising kids, Raising kids after cancer, Raising twins, Surviving cancer
Thanks to Scary Mommy for posting this one.
by Ivy Hughes | Aug 20, 2019 | Dating after cancer, Life after breast cancer, Relationships after cancer, Survivorship
(Thanks to First Descents for publishing my dating blog on their site. To read the entire thing, click here.) Dating after cancer is the same as everything after cancer. It’s fun, confusing, depressing, memorable, inspiring and torturous among many other emotions that...
by Ivy Hughes | Aug 7, 2019 | Cancer grief, Cancer ruins relationships, Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Raising kids after cancer, Relationships after cancer, Survivorship, Women empowerment
People are kind, life is good. Hold onto this for a second before you flash your middle finger. For various reasons, this past week absolutely leveled numerous friends of mine. One after another is dealing with heavy heartbreak, death, loss, physical injuries,...
by Ivy Hughes | Jul 20, 2019 | Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Raising kids, Raising kids after cancer, Raising twins
What would you do if one of your roommates took a deuce in the middle of the floor of the most sacred room in your house—your bedroom? Take it off of their rent? Stop cooking for them? Refuse to do their laundry? For the last few weeks, I have started or concluded...
by Ivy Hughes | Jul 15, 2019 | Dating after cancer, Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Relationships after cancer
I am and have been many things, a liar has never been one of them. Unfortunately, the affect that I seem to have on people these days makes me want to learn how to lie. When I spend time with a new person, the beast of a story that I’m working through shotguns any...
