My Girlfriend 3x Defeater of the Big C

My girlfriend is unlike any person I’ve ever met. She is my champion, my hero, my life. When she was only 2 years old, she was diagnosed with A.L.L. which is cancer in her blood. That wasn’t the only time she was sick either. She was also diagnosed at age 10 and once again at 20 years old. She’s only 22 years old and she’s had cancer 3 times. Currently she’s still in remission!

Looking at her, you would never know she’s ever had cancer. She is one of the strongest women I know. She amazes me every single day. You have to imagine how strong and determined and maybe even bull-headed this girl had to be at only 2 years old, to not let cancer take her away. At 2 years old she looked death in the face and said “not today”. I couldn’t imagine being so young and having to battle your body for your own life 3 different times, I don’t think I would be strong enough to do what she did.

When I think about what she had to go through, it makes me so emotional (yes I’m almost in tears right now) and so mad! It’s not fair that she got sick. At 2 years old I was running around like crazy and she was throwing up from chemo. At 10 years old I was playing 3 different sports and she was getting spinal taps and more chemo cocktails. We got lucky with the last time she got sick. She was able to just do oral medication for it and sure enough, she’s in remission. If you ask her, she’ll tell you all about it. She’s so humble about it though, she acts like she didn’t accomplish anything, but we all know she did.

She has scars from the spinal taps and a large scar on her chest from her port. The one on her chest, I think is beautiful. To me, it’s a symbol/reminder of how strong she is. But, she’s self conscious about it and that drives me crazy. She deserves to walk around feeling proud of the fact that she DEFEATED CANCER 3 TIMES! Although lately she hasn’t been so afraid of people seeing it.

When I look at her, I’ll just end up staring because she has this zest for life about her. She’s almost been knocked down by cancer multiple times and yet, she has no anger about it. I don’t know about you, but I’d be one ticked off chick if I was her.

One of the things that also amazes me about her is, despite what she went through, she wants to become a nurse and help little kids who are going through what she went through. She wants to inspire them and make them see that, just because you have cancer, it does not mean the end is near. I know one day she’ll get there, she’s too stubborn not to. I just hope that when she does become a nurse who helps kids, I hope they see her the way I do, with pure amazement and they feel strength to push through anything.

When she was sick the second time, her surgeon let her keep the port that was in her chest. Then, one of her family friends turned it into a beautiful necklace. The picture that I have featured is the necklace that was made out of her port.

She is a champion and I strive for her to feel like one every single day.


Don’t Let Money Dictate Your Future

Just because you don’t have the money doesn’t mean you can’t do it. Whatever that may be. There are always ways of making money to do what you want. But, what if you want to do something that mowing lawns and a paper route just won’t cover? MOBE is your answer.

You can make huge commissions with MOBE. $1,200 , $2,500 , $5,500 , and even $10,000. If that doesn’t sound appealing, I don’t know what will. The best part, getting those high ticket commissions, can only take up maybe 10 minutes of your time. Using MOBE is allowing you to have your money work for you, not the other way around.

Why waste time at the office everyday when you can take 10 minutes to create an ad and make huge commissions while you are sleeping or at the beach? Don’t let this offer go by. If I didn’t take the offer in front of you, I’d be in a studio apartment in a crappy part of town. I won’t accept that for myself so why would you?

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Family drama is the worst…

Alright, I’m gonna put something out there right now, I’m a lesbian. My dad’s side of the family doesn’t talk to me because of  that. The worst part is, my grandfather on that side of the family, his time on earth is going to expire soon. The other half of the reason why they don’t talk to me is because of my ex.

My dad sent me a text one day that he had bought me 2 plane tickets to go see his parents. Being in a relationship, guess who I took with me, my girlfriend. First time they met any of my girlfriends. Well, before that certain trip out there, I became a smoker. Apparently that was a huge deal although they never said anything to me about it. The crazy part of it all, that trip was over 2 years ago.

Back in October I had started emailing my grandmother because that’s when my grandfather got really sick. There were 5 emails total that were exchanged. The last email I sent her was in November. I never got a response. In the emails, I was trying to establish a new relationship with her because I don’t see her once a year anymore when I was on break for school. I was trying to be open about how I’m gay. I wanted her to ask questions and to try to understand that this is who I am, I’m not just trying to rebel or whatever. She would never respond to anything about it. She would only send me emails about all the horrific details of my grandfathers condition.

That part of my family who has cut me out, were my favorite people in the whole world. Then out of nowhere, they all stopped replying to emails and dodging phone calls.

Whats interesting is that when that part of my family stopped talking to me, my other grandmother moved out here and now my uncle on my moms side is moving out here. As soon as family cut me out, my other family came to my rescue without even realizing it.

I am such an Introvert it’s not even funny.

So today, I was sitting on the couch watching tv, drinking coffee, just enjoying being home alone. Then out of nowhere the doorbell rings. Well, there’s a hole in the blinds from where the dog sticks his head into so he can see outside. So of course, I get paranoid that whoever is at the door is going to walk over and look into the gap and see me sitting on the couch. So I get up and literally just stand in front of the door checking my phone to make sure it’s not someone I know.

I am so socially anxious that I can’t even handle what turned out to be the milk man coming to my door haha.

Most people can go anywhere and strike up a conversation with a stranger. Ya, I can’t do that. I get so anxious just thinking about it. A million questions start buzzing around “what if we have nothing to talk about” “how long should the conversation be” “I don’t want to bother them”, it’s non stop. It’s not like I can avoid talking to strangers the rest of my life so I definitely have to suck it up some days and just deal with what’s in front of me.

My parents have even told me that as a baby I needed alone time. Around the same time every day all of a sudden I would start hysterically screaming and crying. Finally one day, my mom just put me in my crib alone and shut the door behind her. Boom. Instantly stopped crying.

I’m not joking when I tell you that I have to have alone time or I will get real snippy real quick haha. So if you are someone who loves to be around people, I salute you.

Never Give Up on What YOU Want

So many of us have given up on a dream because it got “too hard”. If you really wanted it in the first place, then why did you give up? Things will always be hard but it’s what you do about it that counts. Just because you or your friends/family may doubt that you can do something, doesn’t mean you should quit. But, what if you wanted something so much that you just didn’t care what they said because, you know what you want, and you know what you have to do to get it.

What drives you? What are you passionate about? What are your fears? What keeps you up at night? If you had more money, would you do something about it? Would you go back to college, go sky diving even. What would you do if you had the money to do whatever you wanted, when you wanted?

This is your solution. Get the money you need, to do what you’ve always wanted to. The best part? You could potentially only work 30 minutes a day. The rest, is up to you.

The company that can help you make enough money to do what you’ve always wanted, is called MOBE. They have a 21 step system that will teach you how to become an online affiliate marketer and work for them. Once you’ve finished your training, the 21 steps, it’s game on. You advertise their products as much or as little as you want. Your success with this company, lies in your hands. They even teach you how to make an online product. This could be what you’ve been looking for all along. You have the potential to go out there, do what makes you passionate, work for 30 minutes a day on a computer, and make the money you need to change your life.

I didn’t let this offer pass by when I saw it. I don’t know why you would either.

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Do You Love Your Job But Just Need More Money? I Have The Solution!

Everyone Could Use More Money. It’s as simple as that.

Have you ever heard anyone complain about having too much money? I sure haven’t. That’s because every business person could use all the money they can get their hands on to do something. Whether it’s for advertising, improving equipment, whatever is on their to-do list. For an everyday person, having more money means paying off any debt you may have. It could be medical bills, student loans, car payments, credit cards, etc. What separates people is how they use that extra money. You could either put it to good use or you can throw it all away by buying things you didn’t need.

Advertisers tell you to quit your job to focus on them. But, you don’t have to do that if you work for MOBE.

When someone promises you more money than you make now, they will always encourage you to quit your current job to work for them full-time. MOBE is different than the others. If you work for MOBE, like I do, you can make more money than you do at your job but you only worked for MOBE for 30 min a day. That way, you can still give most of your time to the job you love and are passionate about but also have another job that brings in a lot more money for a lot less time. I know I certainly couldn’t resist that offer myself. Which is how I started at MOBE.

I am so confident in MOBE that you couldn’t give me a good enough reason to NOT work for them. There is so much to gain and so very little to lose. You don’t have to go about this like I am. I am not telling you to quit your job and work for MOBE. That’s not even how I got started with the company.

I got started by looking online for at home jobs after I quit my job as a waitress and stumbled upon MOBE like you are right now. Just give this a chance. If you are determined to have a better life, but don’t have nearly any money to spare, you are where I was. Starting out, my significant other gave me a budget from their paycheck for me to spend on paid advertising. Not everyone is as fortune as I was. Trust me, I understand that completely. But, there are ways for you to make this work even if you have no money.

MOBE teaches you how to find and use free traffic.

Yes, there is obviously traffic you pay for. That just makes sense right? But this company teaches you exactly how to use the resources you already have that you may not even realize are a fantastic platform for free traffic. Facebook is a great example.

A lot of people are afraid of the unknown. SO AM I. Figuratively, if I don’t have a “flashlight in the dark” I get super anxious. But, with how much MOBE teaches you, there is no more anxiety because if something doesn’t work, I KNOW WHY. Whether it’s my ad needs improving, or traffic isn’t very high, maybe even the place I placed the ad in the first place. This company teaches you how to know what went wrong, if anything at all.

What’s cool about this company is that they actually want you to do EXTREMELY well. MOBE is a community, believe it or not.

There is NOTHING more important than your future.

Why be a part of something that doesn’t care if you succeed or not? I constantly have coaches from MOBE emailing me and making sure that everything is going well. If not, all I have to do is email them about any questions or concerns I have. They actually give you advice and aren’t afraid to refer you to someone who knows more than they do about your specific question or concern.

Please don’t get scammed by a different company. This company is real and it’s constantly growing and learning just like we are every day. If you want to be successful, you have to be willing to admit when you need help and that you don’t know everything. Even the owner of MOBE still to this day constantly is investing in his own learning. I don’t know about you, but I want to be part of a community/company that the creator admits to being human, makes mistakes, and is always learning.

If You Want to be Involved with MOBE… This is How…

To get involved with MOBE first you have to go through their 21 step system of training. The link to get started with the 21 steps is posted below.

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Types of Advertising to NEVER Forget

Online Traffic

How much do you advertise? How good are those advertisements? You need to utilize every asset you have. SOCIAL MEDIA is key for advertising. Think about how much people are on social media sites. Now think about how many people could see YOUR advertisement if only you used it and used it smartly.

  1. Facebook
  2. Mobile Apps
  3. Twitter
  4. YouTube
  5. Google
  6. Email

Just these examples can show you how much you might be missing if you don’t advertise on social media. Two weeks ago I even put an ad out on Facebook that just ended a couple days ago and it only cost me $50. Over 4,000 people saw my ad in that short amount of time. Do NOT forget about social media.

Offline Traffic

Don’t forget how powerful offline traffic can be. There are so many different kinds! When you are an advertiser you want to be able to reach as many people in your targeted audience as possible. So why not make sure you are trying every source you can without sacrificing the quality of your ads?

  1. Magazines
  2. Radio
  3. TV
  4. Flyers
  5. Direct Mail

Just make sure your ads for offline traffic aren’t laser targeted for a specific kind of audience that you may not even be advertising to. Always make sure with offline that you make your audience semi-broad so that everyone who sees it can understand what you are selling and how it can relate to them.


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My Journey with Adoption Part 2

Starting Where We Left Off Yesterday

I had gone to bed after meeting the family with my friend and at 1 o’clock in the morning I woke up in a lot of pain. Literally 3 hours after I got home. For about an hour I tried repositioning and all of that to try to make the pain stop, but it didn’t. So I somehow managed to walk down the hallway to my mom’s room and woke her up. I have a high pain tolerance but, I was in tears it hurt so bad. My mom was convinced that I was having Braxton Hicks contractions because we were still over a month away from the due date. So after an hour my mom finally calls my doctor and she told me I needed to go into the emergency room immediately. Again, my mom was so convinced that I wasn’t in labor and that we would be sent straight home, that she didn’t even bring her cell phone. Luckily I did. We get to the hospital and they wheel me into a room and after they took a look at everything they tell me “You are 7 centimeters dilated, this is happening today. You are in labor”. Suddenly it became very real of what was about to happen. I was about to give birth to my son that I wasn’t keeping.

It was time to start calling everyone because I was officially in labor. My mom was the one who called the adoption agency and she told them that I was in labor. Their exact response was “so, should we call the P****’s?” I’ll never forget my mom’s response “Who else were you planning on calling?” I had only met with the one family. In their defense, I had never told the family that I had chosen them. Eventually I had the family I chose there, both of my parents, my sister, and her husband with me at the hospital.

When it was time to start pushing, I had my mom and sister on one side and the Mom of the family on the other side. I’m not joking when I say I was laughing between contractions. The epidural they originally gave me, came out so it stopped working and they had to give me another one. Well, they gave me a double dose haha. The nurse had to tell me when I was contracting. I honestly could not feel anything. My mom and sister didn’t want me to fully realize what was happening and freak out, so they kept cracking jokes therefore, I was laughing between contractions. I was laughing so hard that my son was crowning before the doctor was even in the room so the nurse had to tell me to stop laughing and essentially was trying to keep my son from being born that very second. My son was born into laughter, how beautiful is that?

We didn’t have a name for him when he was born so while I was in the hospital after giving birth, the family came to see me. They knew I’m a book nerd. They approached me about what to name him and they came up with the name Malakai, from the Bible, just spelled slightly different. They surprised me by telling me they were making my last name his middle name so that he would never forget his story and where he came from. So they named him Malakai Hatcher P****.

Malakai had to stay in the hospital when he was born because he had jaundice. I was told that he would be in the hospital for 2 weeks which meant, for those 2 weeks I could see him as much as I wanted. Basically those 2 weeks were my last chance to see him as my son instead of legally someone else’s. One night my dad and I came to the hospital to visit him and a nurse started talking to me about if I was going to be ready for him to leave the hospital and I told her that I’m going to have to be because there’s nothing I can do to stop it at this point. Throughout our conversation she noticed that I didn’t know. She looked at me and said “He’s leaving tomorrow”. I had no idea. I thought he had another week in the hospital. That night I had to say my goodbye to my son. Even as I’m writing this I’m tearing up just remembering it. I’ll never forget that moment. My heart has never been so broken before. As I was leaving the hospital with my dad, the mom started calling me. I was so emotional that I couldn’t answer it. I just let it go to voicemail. She left me the most heartbreaking message. In the voicemail, she was crying her eyes out and just kept saying I’m so sorry I didn’t want you to find out this way. She doesn’t know this but I actually listened to it when I got to the car and I started crying that much harder. My heart was breaking for the both of us.

One day he will know I’m his birth mother. I’m so excited but terrified for the day they tell him who I really am. I’m afraid because, what if he doesn’t understand why I had to give him up? I wanted to keep him. I really did. To this day, if I could, I would take him back in a heartbeat. He’s now 4 years old and the spitting image of me.

I’m sure you’ve noticed by now that there is no mention of my son’s father. That’s because he wants nothing to do with either of us. When I told him I was pregnant, he looked up how much it cost to get an abortion. Let’s put it this way, he’s the same age as me and has 3 kids with 3 different women. The day my son asks about his dad, I have no idea what I’m going to say because personally I think his father doesn’t deserve any praise but I can’t bash the father to Malakai. He’ll make his own opinions about his biological dad.

If any of you who are reading this are trying to adopt or are going through the same journey I went through, please don’t hesitate to contact me. I wish I had more support when I was going through it. The attached picture of the baby, is Malakai when he was almost a year old.

My Journey With Adoption, Being the Girl Giving Up Her Child

I was only 17 years old when I found out I was pregnant. To be honest with you, I took a pregnancy test early on in my pregnancy and it came up positive but, I disregarded it. I told myself that it was a false positive and put it on the back burner of my mind. The reason I did that is because at that time, my step-father was really sick. He had stage 4 colon cancer and ended up passing away a couple months later. Needless to say, I had other things on my mind at the time.

There came the day that I could no longer deny that I was in fact pregnant. I got out of the shower and saw the baby bump in the mirror. I was a senior in high school. We’ve all heard the teenage pregnancy stories but I had that mindset of “it won’t happen to me”. What can I say, I was young and ignorant.

When I saw the bump, I called my sister. She had me take another pregnancy test and sure enough it came up positive. It was time to tell my mother and father (who are divorced). Before I told either of my parents I found out I was 27 weeks pregnant which is 7 months pregnant. Wow, it honestly just hit me how short of a time it was that I really knew about him before he was gone.

Telling my mom was not the most pleasant experience. I remember we were watching tv in the living room and I had made the decision that I was going to tell her that day. When she got up and headed to bed I even remember thinking to myself “oh crap, I have to do it now”. I went upstairs and she was starting to read in bed. I sat on the floor next to the bed and just blurted out “mom, I’m 27 weeks pregnant”. She just stared at me, not wanting to believe what she just heard and immediately started bawling. I was then asked to leave the room. Walking away from her room was the most awful feeling. I didn’t know what she was thinking, what she thought of me now, I was terrified. I felt alone.

After telling my mom, I of course had to tell my father. He has always had a really bad temper so I decided to tell him in public. I met up with him at his office and we had dinner at Applebee’s right next to his office. I’m so glad I told him in public because that way I knew he couldn’t make a scene. He’s not the type to make a scene like that. I don’t remember our conversation about it near as clearly as I remember the one with my mom. I can tell you though, he was so disappointed in me. That was the worst feeling. Knowing that I had let down both of my parents.

While I was staying with my dad, there was one night that I was looking up adoption agencies. I even remember being in the living room watching tv in the dark and laying on the couch. There was one agency in particular that had a contact page. So I went ahead and filled out the information, told them my situation, and they got back to me pretty quickly. My mom and I had those really hard conversations about what my options were. Unfortunately, keeping the baby was not an option for me. I recently learned that my mom was afraid that by keeping my son that I wouldn’t have the time or money to do what I was meant to be. So, that left with me with abortion and adoption.

Every time my mom talked to me about abortion, I just burst into tears. I couldn’t do that. I just couldn’t. So, I was suddenly left with adoption. Well, there’s 2 kinds of adoption; open and closed. In open adoption, I would get to see my son, I’d know where he was, I would be able to see him. Then there is closed adoption, basically I wouldn’t know who his family was, I couldn’t see him, nothing. There would be no communication. My son would have to take it upon himself to find and meet me when he was old enough. I ended up meeting with an agent from the adoption agency at a starbucks by my house. I couldn’t handle not knowing who he was and if he was happy with the family I chose for him. I chose an open adoption. In my case, this wonderful family is actually going to tell him one day that I am his birth mother.

Then came the day where I knew my agent was bringing in these books I had to look through. The families made a book filled with pictures of their family, their pets, houses, etc. The book’s purpose is so that girls like me feel like we know exactly who we are giving our child to. I brought 3 of my girlfriends from school to help me. My agent brought, I kid you not, 30 books. That’s 30 families who want, for all I knew, MY baby. I can not describe to you how much pressure that put on me. How could I deny a family my child when I have no idea who they are despite the photos? My first requirement was that the family I chose, I wanted them to not be able to have kids of their own. That way, I knew what a blessing I’d be giving someone. I wanted my child to be loved as much as I picture in my head how I would love him. Come to find out, all 30 families are unable to have kids of their own. Which made my decision that much harder. It took hours for me to figure out how to possibly categorize these amazing families into yes, maybe, and no piles. My agent even had to tell me “I know you want to give your baby to all the families but you can only choose one. You are going to have to make those tough decisions to help you choose”. By the end of our meeting I had it narrowed down to 2 families. Both lived in the same state as me which was important to me so I could see him as much as possible. That was important to me.

I went home and showed my mom the 2 books I chose. The first family both of them had gone to college, had good jobs, everything a parent would look for in that situation. The second family didn’t go to college and had a son that was homeschooled. My mom liked the first family but I liked the second. There was something about them that stood out to me. In the book they made, there were silly pictures, a picture of the bedroom my son would be in, pictures of them outside doing things like ATV’s and camping. You could say my women’s intuition was kicking in. The other books felt very “perfectionist” to me. They were just portrait pictures. It didn’t look like any of the pictures they put in, they took themselves. So even though there were pictures of them, I didn’t feel like I knew them like I did with the second family I showed to my mom.

So, I decided to meet with the second family and I brought my dad with me. We met at a local mexican restaurant. I remember seeing them walking in and my heart dropped to my stomach. I was so nervous. The meeting with them went great so I scheduled another meeting with them and that time I brought my mom. After my mom met them she looked at me and said “you were right, there’s something about them”. I couldn’t help but just smile. I met them one more time and I had brought one of my friends. While we were at dinner they joked around with me about not having the baby that weekend because they were going out of state. Well…. haha.

My son was due on Valentine’s Day but was actually born January 9th. He was a preemie. The day he was born, there are no words haha. Let me just tell you what happened.


To Be Continued Tomorrow!


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