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I am so glad you found me.
Rita Ann
The mission of my blog is to encourage all seeking insights to fight their latest battle and to…
Hope
Believe
and Fight
for a miraculous outcome.
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Blog Posts
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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
Walk by faith
…"The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith, and the beginning of true faith is the end of anxiety." …
Mayo…a new experience
…I was still angry about this condition that appeared to be forced on me like a new bully on the street as I walked to school. It didn't seem fair. I didn't seem like it was an outcome my healthy efforts had produced. I wanted to know what I did wrong…
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.
Woke and still local
I was gagging when I woke up from the anesthesia drug induced sleep. There was a flexible tube in my throat used to guide the scope through to my stomach and into my pancreas to capture the tumor’s tissue. The nurse was telling me to calm down. She said, “It will be okay.” ….