The mission of this blog:
Encourage all seeking answers to hope for, believe for and fight for a miraculous outcome ~ by sharing my miraculous story of overcoming pancreatic cancer.
Were you or a loved one recently diagnosed with pancreas cancer?
Click the button below for gift of hope to be sent.
Would you fund sending a gift of hope to pancreas cancer patient?
Consider donating.
What is a Survival PAC?
Click the button below to learn more.
Do you have gifts or talents to donate to the cause?
Tell me a bit about how you believe you can help.
Welcome! I am so glad that you found me!
My desire is that you find hope and encouragement to fight your battles and that you can find...
for an Outstanding Outcome
HOPE
My new book HOPE is now available for purchase on Amazon & Barnes and Noble. Its official release date was May 15th, 2024.
Order your copy now:
Thank you!
Blog Posts
-
At times, we face losing something, gaining something and accepting the new uninvited normal. Within these events, we need to make decisions. I decided that in order to move into my healing I had to confront fear, step out in faith into unknown outcomes while trusting and believing that I would live to tell about it.
The ninth child of Betty and Ivan, in a family of ten, I grew up in a time when society seemed far less complicated. I am now married to Jim and we are empty nesters with three grown children that have graduated into their own life adventures. My pancreas cancer story started in February of 2018. Since that time, my husband, Jim and I have beat this disease. This blog tells the story of how we faced a giant and found peace and victory.
No matter the challenging life event you face, my prayer is that this blog helps you successfully walk through your distressing valley by listening to yourself, your body, your faith and approach it with positivity, faith, courage and strength one day at a time while finding purpose, meaning and a life that exceeds your expectations. This is my healing story.
Peace to you,
Rita
More valuable
“Minnesota Wild hockey games, family birthday parties, dinner dates with friends and out of town overnights were all activities Jim and I could continue to do within our new constraints. …”
What just happened?
…I don’t want to listen to anyone after receiving the news from the surgeon. I don’t want this to be me. I don’t want to be a patient. I want this to be a bad dream…
Winter is here
…About five minutes into our consultation with the local surgeon, he tells me to go home and get my affairs in order….
Winter is coming
It has been a busy winter so far. In the end of January for the last nine years Jim has been part of the 3 person Shadowmen snow sculpting team in the St. Paul Winter Carnival. At this time, he had competed in eight of the last St. Paul Winter Carnival Big Block Snow Sculpting competitions.
I am the potter
In one of my first appointments with Dr. Truty and his team it was pretty evident that I hadn’t fully overcome my anger about receiving this diagnosis. I think I said something like, “Why couldn’t I have just gotten hit by a bus and die?!” Honestly, when I was made aware of the work that I had to do to overcome what most people interpret as a death sentence, I wasn’t very happy.
Close to God
Closing in on God can be done by laying down the distractions of our natural life. When we do this, we open our spirits to an awareness of God. Fasting was a key for me to unlock the door to be near to God and trust that He was in the details of all the medical treatments.
To fast or not to fast
Who of us hasn’t experienced the slow tick of the clock, temptations to snack, growling stomach and counting the hours until bedtime when you can avoid thinking about eating until the next morning?
Doing what I can
You can’t blame an analyst for being an analyst? While I believed that I had a strong faith in God, I also believed that I had to do what I was supposed to do for God to do what He does: Move mountains. A mustard seed of faith moves mountains, but faith without works is dead
PET Imaging
…It was humorous to me, thinking that I was like Devan Dubnyk, the goalie on the Minnesota Wild at the time. If I didn’t say, I am a huge Minnesota Wild fan.