Within just a few days of my lymphoma diagnosis, My older sister Terry discovered she has breast cancer. This is crazy. At the very moment I’ll be in the chemo chair, my sister will be in an operating room having a lumpectomy.  Our family is trying to make sense of it all.  

We’ve always had some weird connections…Terry was born on the 18th. I was born on the 18th. Our Dad was born on the 18th in 1918. I started at MIX 105.1 on the 18th. Terry’s husband was born on the 18th. My wife and I were married on the 18th. I’m scheduled for 18 weeks of chemotherapy. But the odds that Terry and I would both be members of this year’s cancer class, and have our diagnoses so close together, is an unwelcome coincidence.  Needless to say, our already strong bond has become unbreakable as Friday looms closer.

Our totally healthy parents, who will turn 90 and 85 this summer have accused us of trying to kill them with all the stress. But I truly believe that our family’s happiest times are ahead of us.