I just spent a wonderful weekend with my other family, the Millers in Ft. Collins. The photo is with sweet Uncle Herb and his son Steve. Yes, I’m the hulking one in the middle! I am so lucky to still have the Millers in my life as well as the Seymour clan and my own incredible Fly/McDowell family.

One more chemo to go tomorrow. After that I will have blood levels drawn for the CA125 on a monthly basis for some time. According to my oncologist, it is more sensitive than a scan would be. I will probably have another CT scan in the fall as a follow up to the mucocele tumor I had 2 and ½ years ago. What a journey this has been. I guess that’s one word for it. I still can’t believe all of the continued love and support that I receive every day from friends and family. I feel like this has been a community effort. You’ve all been there with me, Paul and the kids from the beginning. I do think often of the simple acts of kindness: the soup, the visits, the foot rubs, the calls, the emails, the love…We could not have made it without each and every one of you.
“Sometimes when we are generous in small, barely detectable ways it can change someone else's life forever.”
Love you all,
Nyshie (aka Big Giant)



