The humanity.

The humanity.

I share my cancer life. Everything that is blunt and real about my health crisis is out there for public consumption. It has been from the start.  It was a decision that seemed obvious to me when I was diagnosed with bowel cancer in 2017. How many brand-new mums...

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The snippet.

The snippet.

It was a casual Wednesday night and I was casually flipping through the pages of my health history. I must have been searching for a notebook or putting away another Lego instruction manual or something equally as harmless to cause me to open the living room cupboard...

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The normal.

The normal.

It is fading all the time. The fear, the fragility. The pain and loss. It has been days, and then it has been weeks, since I was enveloped by the emotion and paralysed by the fear. And for some moments I really truly completely forget. I am peaceful. Laughing with...

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The label.

The label.

This was one of the most rewarding things I have ever done.  I knew it almost immediately.  I knew it before I had really taken stock of it all. Before I was sitting on my couch in Melbourne, eagle-eyed for the first promo on TV. Before the flurry of messages...

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The opportunity.

The opportunity.

Over the course of my almost two years of cancer fighting, I have had countless beautiful people offer their support. Emotional, social, physical, spiritual – whatever my need, it has always been more than met. This commitment to me has meant everything to me. Healed...

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The work.

The work.

Going back to work, the second time, meant returning as a mum, and a cancer patient. This is a complex category to fall into, as the anxiety and self-doubts attached to the former were intensified by the latter.

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The speech.

The speech.

The mental, physical and emotional benefits of exercise have delivered me right here, right now – and I am now physically fitter than I have ever been in my life.

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The intersection.

The intersection.

I have moved from resentment, through acknowledgement, via peace, to enlightenment. It is achingly cliché to type, but that doesn’t make it any less true.

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The nerve.

The nerve.

“Who the hell do you think you are? Your cancer has been eliminated and now you can just get on with it? A splash of life threatening illness to remind you of what is important, and now for happily ever after? It’s back to the fairy-tale, is it? That’s a joke, Nicole....

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