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Chemo Day.

August 3rd. Oncology follow-up.

Dr. Kovitz is an amazing oncologist. I inherited him when my first doctor left to go teach at Baylor and he was hired to replace her. He left MD Anderson for a season, but he told me he came back “home” and plans to retire from here. I hope he is my doctor for the rest of my life, as I will most likely be in treatment that long.

Some people call it remission, but they don’t really use that term much anymore. Basically I still have cancer cells in my body, so everything we are doing is keeping them from growing and “progressing.” Stable is a good thing. I will always be considered “terminal,” until the day I die, most likely from some other cause. I’m planning on old age. 🤩🤩🤩

We talked about how well my body is doing. He recalled the large mass (7 cm) on my ribcage completely disappearing, the lesions in my liver, lungs, bones, skull, and even in the brain that have vanished or nearly so. It’s amazing how much we have overcome. He said I am “off the charts” (in terms of lifespan) and he is still amazed at how well my body is responding. I attributed it to God, and he affirmed it. He said we are all just tools in His hands, but He is the one doing this.

Aside, I have to remind myself that not everyone is as fortunate as I am. Because I’m “off the charts,” it means I am one of the few. I realize there are many women out there with metastatic breast cancer who do not live as long as I have. Not everyone has the energy and strength to do what I am able to do. I don’t know why God has allowed me to live a longer life, but I don’t think he is finished with me yet!

I will go back for follow-up scans in November, but between now and then we will be out of town. I told my oncologist I might miss a treatment or two while we are traveling with our Airstream in September and October. “Living life to the fullest,” I smiled. He said, and I’ll never forget this, “That’s why we’re doing all of this, right? If you can’t live life, then what the he** are we doing here?” He is a colorful guy. 😂🤪😄

Yes, Dr. K. That’s why we are doing this. Thank you for that reminder! I will continue to do this as long as we deem necessary. Maybe one day the protocols will change and I can go off of the drugs, but for now, we keep on keeping on.

My body is still stable, meaning I haven’t seen any progression of the cancer in nearly four years, and everything has been shrinking or disappeared in over six years. I have very tiny punctate lesions in my brain that are so small they don’t even pick up on the MRI every time. Hot spots always show up in my bones, but that could be places that have healed or left holes where the cancer has eaten my bones. Either way, these spots have not grown and they are considered stable. I expect no changes at my follow-up scans in November.

If you’re a bit nerdy like me, and you want to know more about the drugs they are giving me, I’ve included some links where you can read more about it. I know, it’s Wikipedia, but this information is not being used for a published research paper LOL 😂🤪😂.


July 31st. Chemo Day. I continue to get infusions of Pertuzumab (Perjeta) and Trastuzumab (Herceptin) every three weeks for the HER2+ part of the cancer. Sometimes I can extend it a little longer, but if it goes more than four weeks I have to reload and the infusion time is longer. It’s a little harder on my body to do that, but it’s worth it when we are traveling or have other things going on.

I didn’t get it this time, but they do give me an infusion of Zoledronic acid (Zometa) every three or six months, or sometimes longer. My doctor said it’s not as simple as it was in the first five years. Zometa helps strengthen the bones, but if you take it for too long or too often it can actually make your bones too solid which removes their natural flexibility. We talk about this one every time I go in to see him. He’s going to do some additional bloodwork at my next visit to determine where my bones are at this point, but he said to plan a longer visit as he’s adding Zometa.

I also continue to take Anastrozole (Arimidex), which is a pill, daily. This is for the estrogen-positive part of the cancer. One time the PA explained to me that it is hard to lose weight when you are in treatment for estrogen-positive (ER+) cancer, because they have to suppress your estrogen. Estrogen is helpful in losing weight. I struggle with this now, but it helps to know it’s not all because I’m doing everything wrong. (although I could lay off the sugar 🤪🥴🤪😂😂).


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Puzzle Box and Chemo Day

In my last blog, I promised a demonstration of my puzzle box from Guatemala, so here it is! The video is only 3:33 minutes long, and you’ll get to see the treasures inside.

This week I have been finalizing all my personal appointments along with a few trips to the Airstream to get ready for our big road trip. One more sleep! 🤩🤩🤩

Scans (CT and Bone) were completed on Monday (my body is still stable, PTL ❤️❤️). Filled up my pill box. Got my hair done. Cleaned the house. Got my treatment (well, getting treatment while blogging). My nurse thought I was working, as many people do that during treatment. I told her I did that for many years, and I decided it was just too much. I’m so glad those days are behind me. Now I can do what I enjoy doing without the stress of the job.

Today is chemo day,
and after that we should be ready!
Aside, my doctor decided I don’t need bloodwork before my treatment anymore,
so that was one less thing to do. It’s a beautiful day outside!

I admit I’m a little tired. Time for a nap! 😴 I’ve been so keyed up at night thinking and planning for the trip, I have had some trouble falling asleep. Last night I put all our stops and parks in the calendar so we can ensure we remember where we are going, and which days we are scheduled to work (er, when Tim has to work haha). It’s a very big trip and I look forward to sharing it with you as we go.

Living life to the fullest in spite of MBC!


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Texas Library Association

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Have I told you I am a published author? I published a couple of professional books and articles while I was working in my career as a marriage and family therapist and full-time faculty, but now I have stepped into a totally different genre. It’s kind of a second career for me. I have had these ideas swirling around in my head for many years, so I finally decided to just go for it when my full-time career came to a halt.

I guess one could argue it’s more of a hobby, as my expenses are way more than I bring in 😂🤪😂🤪, but I am taking on the identity of a children’s author and loving this new lease on life. I have published three children’s books (a picture book and two chapter books), and I’m working on writing some more. I also illustrated my chapter books.

I have a new website, primarily devoted to my books. Please, check it out! www.lucindawest.com. Also, join my Facebook page Books by Lucinda, if for no other reason than to boost my fragile ego 😄. No, I’m not Lucinda Riley and I did not write the Seven Sisters LOL. Rather than search for books by Lucinda, click on the link provided above to find the right page.


I recently had the privilege of attending the convention of the Texas Library Association (TLA) in Austin. I met a bunch of librarians and other authors. It was quite an event! Apparently TLA is the largest in the United States.

Standing with other authors at the SCBWI booth.

I joined an organization as a children’s writer. It’s the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI). They offer a lot of training and resources, as well as camaraderie. They purchased an exhibit booth at TLA, then extended to all the authors an opportunity to sign up for a time slot and sell our books. It was a little challenging, since so many authors were giving books away for free. But I did sell a few, and it was a great networking event. I had a great time!

It was too far to drive for an early morning time slot. Since I also saw the afternoon slot open up the previous day, Tim drove me out there and we stayed overnight in the Fairmont. It’s right by the Convention Center, with a unique canopy connecting to it. It’s a relatively new, high-end hotel, and I highly recommend it if you are looking. Tim enjoyed working from the room while I attended the convention. We lucked into a special rate on the room, or we might not have stayed there.

Fairmont Canopy (that’s the convention center on the other side).
The open sides were a bit daunting 😳😳. It crosses the street below.

We left town right after my early morning MRI (of the brain) on Thursday and made the three hour trek to Austin. I had chemo the next day (Friday) in the afternoon, so the time I had at TLA was limited. I did get to walk around after my Thursday afternoon book signing and talk to some of the exhibitors. We had to leave after my time was up Friday morning.

Needless to say, I was a bit tired after all that setting up and tearing down, and travel back and forth (plus the two visits to MD Anderson), but I’m just happy to be alive and have the opportunity to do things like this. I just schedule life and then rearrange my doctor’s visits accordingly. If it’s last minute (like this kind of was), I make it work in between.

Most people see me and have no idea. I kind of like it that way. That’s life with metastatic breast cancer.


One of the hardest parts about being an author is the marketing side of things. Most authors are introverts, and they are asked to make public appearances, reach out to venues, and talk about their books. A wise author once told me, writing and speaking go hand-in-hand like a ball and glove. You can’t have one without the other.

Publishers will often help with that, but I decided to go the self-publishing route instead of hiring a literary agent. I’m still learning how to get into various venues, and searching for the best ways to reach people with my books. Lots of people say they love the concept, and love the books, but sales are low.

I have reached out to schools (they are much harder to get into than they used to be). I also have some events scheduled in Krogers, and created banners to draw attention to my table. I’m going to set it up outside our Airstream at the International Rally in Wyoming (coming soon). I just sat with a friend who gave me heaps of ideas as well as contacts, so that’s my next list to address. Although I’m open to traveling and conducting book tours, I’m working on strengthening my brand in the local market.

I am also considering ways to market to grandparents. After all, parents and grandparents are the ones who will buy the books. So, that’s one of my next steps. Unfortunately no, AARP doesn’t permit personal ads 🙄🙄.

In addition to writing a new picture book (a sequel to Onomatopoeia), I’m working on a second edition to my camping (chapter) book. Hopefully this will generate more interest as the cover will be simpler and well designed. (I also get to correct that typo in my mail address 🙄). I’m contemplating hiring an illustrator for the next edition when I get to that point, but I haven’t decided for sure. There are pros and cons!

If you have any ideas on how to market children’s books, or would like to let me know if you think I should hire an illustrator, please comment below. I’m also open to comments about ways to improve my writing. Just be kind, please 😁. Thanks so much for your feedback, and of course your support!


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Chemo Day

For some reason, they didn’t do bloodwork today. I’m not complaining, mind you. I prefer not to get poked whenever possible. I’ve been told by the nurses they don’t have any requirements for my treatment so bloodwork isn’t really necessary. I like watching my glucose mostly, with all the diabetes in my family. Herceptin and Perjeta continue every three weeks. Other than that, not really much to report.

Tomorrow we’re leaving for a trip in the Airstream to try out all the bells and whistles on the new rig. Going somewhere close to the dealership, just in case something goes wrong. More on that later.

Short post today…enjoy.


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Back to Reality

Christmas is over and we are back to reality. I’m sitting here at MD Anderson getting treatment, after seeing my oncologist for the last time this year. I’m looking forward to what 2023 has in store!

I’m so thrilled to be here, SIX years after my diagnosis of metastatic breast cancer. I am so blessed, and I thank my God daily for giving me the strength and life to live. My nurses are always a bit amazed at how many times I have been here for treatment.


Tim and I just returned from our “Hallmark Christmas.” We enjoyed Christmas with four of our grandkids at the beginning of the month since they would not be available on Christmas Day. Our other two have moved out of state, so it was just the two of us this year. To do something different, rather than sitting at home, we decided to go on a trip. It would be our first winter camping trip for this long of a time. It was a blast!

If you are my friend on FaceBook, you’ve seen all the updates. We shared some of our woes and joys in various videos along the way. We demonstrated our “MacGyver” trick to insulating the bottom of the trailer, fixing a flat tire, and other things. The last video has a special message of inspiration from my hubby, also known as “Padre” or “Pastor Tim.” Click here if you want to watch it. You can catch up on all the other videos on my YouTube channel, including a gift to you on my ukulele (I’m still learning).


We knew it was going to be cold, which is what we wanted for Christmas this year, but we couldn’t see the forecast that far into the future. Little did we know a Siberian freeze would be coming to town. 🤪🥶 Temperatures fell to single digits, with wind chills at – 22 (that’s MINUS 22!). Our tanks froze and we crossed our fingers and prayed that nothing was permanently damaged. They thawed out on Christmas Day, and we were able to leave two days later.

Before the miserable freezing weather, we enjoyed small town Christmas as well as Oklahoma City Lights on Broadway. We saw millions of Christmas lights, ate some great food, spent time with friends, watched movies, played games, and even put together a Christmas puzzle. And yes, we got our White Christmas! In spite of the cold, our heater worked well and we slept soundly.

Our Airstream was so pretty all decorated, with snow in the foreground.

We maintained traditions like attending a Christmas Eve candlelight service followed by a Chinese dinner, and opening presents on Christmas morning. We also read a devotional book together daily for the entire Advent season. It was one of the best I’ve read, with lots of historical references and food for thought. The emphasis was on Emmanuel, God with us. The Incarnation. I felt closer to Jesus with each turn of the page.

We left on December 9th and didn’t go home until the 27th; it was quite an adventure! It was a wonderful time camping in our Airstream travel trailer. Along with the normal gear were our Christmas decorations, lights, and of course the presents. It felt so much like Christmas the whole time we were there. The staff at the KOA (just outside of Oklahoma City) were so friendly, encouraging, and knew us by name by the time we were heading out. I gave them one of my children’s books as we were leaving.


We learned a lot of lessons on this trip. We learned a lot about winter camping that we didn’t already know. We learned that we are more resilient than we could have believed. No matter how much life throws our way, we will persevere. Our perspective on our limits has changed. For one, 30 degrees doesn’t sound as cold as it used to! Sometimes we may go through a test to determine how much our bodies (and minds) can handle. I am grateful to have the Lord and my husband beside me, and a body that keeps going in spite of my cancer diagnosis.


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Quick Trip Between Treatments

One of our Florida friends has cancer. Not the same kind as me, but his has also metastasized. Many of you know him. We were planning a trip to Florida in December and wanted to spend a few weeks, but when a friend goes home on palliative care, you do what you can to encourage them. NOW.

Tim had some free rental days, so we rented a nice car and drove to Florida. We looked at my oncology schedule, and found about a week when we could go between treatments. We got home late last night.


We might not have recognized him had we run into him on the street. The long beard that matched ZZ Top has been replaced by a clean shaven face, thanks to several rounds of chemo and radiation to the neck and head. I believe this is the first time we have ever seen him without facial hair. His appetite has wained. He is thinner, by about 100 pounds. His voice sounds different. He walks a little slower, but he is not bedridden.

In spite of his many physical changes, we can see he’s still the same person. He loves to play games, and he even sat at the table for several hours while the boys fought battles during Axis and Allies. (I went to dinner with the ladies.) After the game, we all reminisced. We went to church together. Played in a band together. Traveled to other countries and did rock concerts. He was our tour guide because of his impeccable memory regarding historical facts. He told a joke (I was the brunt). We all laughed. It was a great night to see our friends and hopefully provide them with a bit of a distraction from every day concerns, anticipatory grief, doctors’ visits, major life-changing decisions, and so forth.

We’ve been there. We are there. We know what it’s like to be told bad news. I am so fortunate the Lord lead me to MD Anderson and a team of specialists who found treatment to keep my body alive years longer than they expected. Not everyone’s body responds to treatment the way mine has. Not all cancers respond the same way. Sometimes treatment options run out. Many times they do. I’m praying our friends find doctors who are willing to try something else to keep going.

While I was talking to his wife, I was reminded of a song I recently heard by Dolly Parton and four other women. It’s a hope for the future where “pink is just another color.” The fact is, the researchers are closer to a cure than they ever have been. That’s what I’m praying for! If you’d like to watch the music video, here’s the link. Have some tissues handy.

We saw lots of friends on this trip, in spite of the brevity. You know who good friends are when they drop what they are doing to see you while you are in town. I wish we could have seen more! Maybe next time sick friends will be feeling better and we’ll have more time to get around town to see the rest.

I just did bloodwork, and now I’m waiting for my chemo appointment. They will infuse Zometa for my bones today, in addition to the normal Herceptin and Perjeta protocol. My oncologist got the blessing from my bone specialist. We try to plan our trips in the three weeks between visits. Tim and I often sit in a café, sip hot tea or Diet Pepsi, eat lunch together, work on projects (mostly separate ones), and bounce ideas off of each other for our next trip to wherever.


It was a quick trip all the way to Florida and back, and I’m so glad we went. We have decided not to question ourselves when the Holy Spirit leads us in a particular direction. Marker on the dry-erase wall calendar has been erased and replaced multiple times. We have learned to be flexible. Cancer does that to you. The process of going through it teaches you so much about living life to the fullest, being flexible, and spending time with the ones you live.

Now, go give your loved ones a hug. ❤️❤️


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National Metastatic Breast Cancer Awareness Day

Check out the Metavivor.org website for more details.

October 13. Today is the one day out of October when we raise awareness for Stage 4, Metastatic Breast Cancer (MBC). MBC is diagnosed when the cancer has spread to other parts of the body besides the breast or lymph nodes. It is currently not curable, although many women live years with it, due to the advances in treatment.

Metastatic breast cancer is most often found in bones, liver, lungs, and brain. (I’ve had it in all of the above.) I wore my metavivor shirt today to help people see the elephant in the pink room. Depending on the sub-type of breast cancer, treatment may take many different forms. For me, I take a pill daily and get an infusion of Perjeta and Herceptin every three weeks. You can read my blog about whether treatment will ever end if you want to know more.

Last night we had an excellent presentation by Dr. Oke at MD Anderson, about the advances in treatment for MBC. It’s the first time I’ve heard doctors discuss the very real possibility of a CURE. That’s right… New technologies and interventions out of NIH in Bethesda, Maryland are moving in this possible direction. 

It is a complex process called cellular immunotherapy, which involves isolating, removing, and reprogramming T-cells, then injecting them back into the body so they will fight the cancer. MD Anderson can harvest the cells, but NIH has been doing it much longer so most of the actual treatment is still done in Maryland. 

My body is currently stable, so there’s no reason for me to try any of it. BUT, it would be great to know I could if I needed to.

It is extremely interesting.  

I also learned that they have recently developed medicine (pill form) for brain metastasis. Since about 2020. I know! 🤯🤯 My only option was radiation or gamma knife when I had brain metastasis. The Gamma Knife worked, and I haven’t had any progression since. But if I did, I am SO happy to hear they have other options that are much less invasive. 

Please keep our doctors and researchers in your prayers. Dr. Oke said we have probably seen more advances in the past 2 years than we have in many more of the previous years. It’s amazing how far they have come, but we still have a ways to go.


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Free Veggies for MBC

At MD Anderson The Woodlands  chemo center, following treatment on Thursday Oct. 6th. Every three weeks!

Support goes a long way in the healing process. Companies and individuals love to give us stuff and pray for us. It’s for a good cause! Metastatic breast cancer (MBC) is one of the leading causes of death for women, and there is currently no cure for it. The state of Virginia recently offered an incentive for the person who finds a cure. More companies are jumping on the bandwagon to help us until they do. I feel loved and supported by so many of you, as well as some companies with great programs. I recently joined some who offer free stuff for those of us battling this disease.

My latest is sponsored by a national group called “Unite for HER.” Their focus is on wellness from all angles. I believe I posted some pictures of the big box full of goodies they sent me just for joining. It’s legit! I have 6 “squares” in my National Extended Wellness Passport, which can be used in any combination of services including integrative therapies, whole food nutrition, and fitness. They also offer lots of free retreats, consultations, classes and more through their “All Access Pass.” My passport will renew each year in January, with six more squares!

I signed up for my first Farmbox Direct and I got my first box yesterday! It cost me 2 squares for 6 weeks of boxes. They deliver seasonal, farm fresh vegetables directly to my home. Fortunately it fell right between our travel dates, so we won’t miss a delivery. We were so excited to see what they included! Here’s a little video of our reveal.

Veggies Free for Me, Part 1

I was even more thrilled when I discovered what I thought were turnips were actually beets (aka beetroot) 😂😂. Short video explains below, and shows you the full crop. We are so farm ignorant, but I hope to learn more. Maybe I will have my own garden one day.

Name this vegetable 😂😂😂

If you have to live with something like metastatic breast cancer, you might as well enjoy the benefits that come with it. The Lord knows we can use the perks! If you or someone you know has MBC, please comment below and I’ll send you the information on how you can join as well. It’s a great program!


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When Will You Be Done With Treatment?

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I get that question a LOT. “When will you be done with treatment?” The typical response inside my head is some quip that goes something like, “when I die,” or “I’m in it for life.” But I know the questioner is sincere and typically doesn’t understand all the ins and outs of my disease. So, I smile and explain why I will never be done with treatment. The protocol is every three weeks for terminal breast cancer.

I may have to change that mantra… 🤩🤩

I saw my oncologist today, and he gave me some potentially good news. He checked with the breast team just before my appointment and asked when this “poor patient” can stop treatment, if ever. After all, in December it will be six years since my diagnosis of metastatic breast cancer, and ten years since my original diagnosis of breast cancer. And I’ve been stable since January 2019.

I was encouraged to hear, HE was asking the question. I thought he assumed, like me, that it was for life.

However, at this time the response remains the same. “We don’t know.” The data doesn’t support stopping treatment as of yet. And we likely won’t have any new data for a very long time. After all, who wants to be part of that study? Stop treatment to see if you are cured, but risk a progression that could be even worse than the time before? Nah, I’ll keep plugging away until they have the data that says otherwise, or until it no longer works (if ever).

BUT, it was encouraging to know my oncologist thinks there could come a day when I will no longer need to come in for treatment. 👍👍❤️❤️❤️ THAT, my friends, is HOPE.

A few other things were discussed in our time together, like when I’m due for my scans and such. I also learned that he is now a full professor. That’s the highest rank at MD Anderson. He is such a humble man. I had to hear that from a nurse, as he would never tell me that himself.

After some laughs and chats with the tech, nurse, and physician assistant, I went back up to the third floor for treatment.

They obliged my request to get in earlier than my 2:45 appointment since I had finished my bloodwork and met with the doctor before 10:00. I haven’t been in a room with a bed for a very long time, so that was also a nice surprise.

Click for Herceptin Drip video.

As soon as my port was accessed, I logged in to my Active Living After Cancer group. This was the last week in a 12-week virtual class. We all “graduated” today, and I will forever remember these ladies. I also found a filter in Zoom I didn’t know existed.👩‍🎓🤪🤪

We plan to get together for some events and lunches to stay connected. Maybe even a monthly “reunion,” to encourage our activity. The leaders have been so encouraging. I have started a personal friendship with one of them, as she is finishing her doctoral degree and we seem to have a lot in common. Her energy is over the moon!

Also while in treatment I was blessed with a text from our daughter-in-law, containing the cutest video of my two youngest grandkids. She caught Mikayla saying she wants to see “NANANANANANA!” She was yelling it over and over. 😂😂😂 And the baby has his rattle socks I gave them, on his hands, rattling them like crazy. I cracked up watching it. ❤️❤️❤️

Treatment was done by 12:15 and I was ready for lunch. I love my nurses! Even with our chats she worked fast and efficiently. I was happy to eat and get home by 1:00. As I am typing this blog, we are on the road again, heading out for another Airstream Adventure!


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Lake Tawakoni

After chemo we hooked up the Airstream and headed north to Lake Tawakoni (Tah-WAH-kuh-nee). It’s near Point Texas, east of Dallas, about 3.5 hours from our house. Looks like a nice, quiet place to sit for a week. Tim will be working from the trailer, or the nearest Panera Bread, and I will be sipping tea while doing whatever it is that I do. 🤪🤪

The hook-up went much smoother than we expected. We timed it, and from start to finish we were ready to leave the storage unit in less than 45 minutes. That included hosing down the rig and putting air in the tires, which we don’t always do. This storage facility has everything from a dump station to air and water.

One tank of gas made it all the way up, but we didn’t get as good of gas mileage as we had hoped. This truck does tow better than the Ram, though, which is why we traded in the first place.

Luckily, a spot was open right on the lake. It’s idyllic. Big trees will block the heat and separate us from other guests. We have a great view of the sunset. Tim backed into the camping spot like a pro. 🤩🤩 We had to use our levelers for the first time in a while.

Just after sunset.

Unhitching the trailer and setting up camp also went pretty smoothly, with only one tiny hiccup. We were getting a little tired by this point as it was already dinnertime, and we had a long day. He hurt his hand when he was taking off the first sway bar. 😳😳🙄 I think he was trying to hurry the process along as we were getting hungry, and he took it off out of order. His hand got caught between the propane tank cover and the tool, and of course this is the one time he wasn’t wearing his gloves. I had to push the tank cover over to get it unstuck. This resulted in some fairly good scrapes on his hand and on the tank cover, but fortunately nothing is broken. There were a few tense moments that nearly cost us our religion. 😳🤪

We had spaghetti for dinner, which is when we discovered one of the propane tanks is empty. (The stove wouldn’t light.) Hopefully the other tank will last the whole week, but we may need to buy more. Also, I forgot to turn on the fridge before we left 🙄, so the cold food will need to stay in the cooler until morning.

We finished just in time to see the sunset and go for a walk around the park. Regardless of the troubles and trials we face, we are still very much in love and enjoy the time we have together. Thirty-seven years of marriage have taught us a thing or two about learning how to communicate, manage conflict, say “I’m sorry,” and forgive each other. This is the value of putting the Lord first in our marriage.

It’s a great day to be alive!

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