by Meg McElwain | Jun 17, 2019 | Cancer Mom, Life, Momcologist, Momcology, Uncategorized
The reality of a day in the life of a cancer mom is that the stress and uncertainty that you experience from moment to moment changes you forever. This photo was taken while we were waiting to see a pediatric neurologist. The week prior, Mitchell had almost bled to...
by Meg McElwain | Jun 7, 2019 | Cancer Mom, Faith, Grief, Life, Momcologist, Momcology, Philanthropy, Resilience
Seven years ago this month, Mitchell was diagnosed with a rare infant leukemia and given only a 40% chance of survival. He was only 3 months old at diagnosis and died right after his 2nd birthday in 2014. Strangers often stop me to tell me they know our story, have...
by Meg McElwain | Jun 6, 2019 | Cancer Mom, Faith, Grief, Life, Momcologist, Momcology, Philanthropy, Resilience
There is something extra special about being from a small town. ❤️ The flowers on the alter yesterday at All Saints Episcopal Church in Grenada, Mississippi were offered to the glory of God in memory of Mitchell Bays Turner. My friend Stephanie Tierce LeClair read my...
by Meg McElwain | May 24, 2019 | Cancer Mom, Grief, Life, Momcologist, Momcology, Resilience
Frank has been going to play therapy at @pathwaystogrowthcounseling twice per month since his little brother Mitchell died of cancer five years ago. Today, I participated in the session with him. It strengthens our relationship and helps each of us understand one...
by Meg McElwain | May 18, 2019 | Cancer Mom, Faith, Grief, Life, Momcologist, Momcology, Resilience, Uncategorized
Sometimes I dream about Mitchell. Last night I had a vivid nightmare about my grief for him. I “choose happy” during the day because having a positive attitude about my grief helps me cope and survive. But, last night in my dream, my grief was very raw. I cried a lot....
by Meg McElwain | Apr 2, 2019 | Cancer Mom, Faith, Grief, Life, Momcologist, Momcology, Resilience
It happened again today. I was in Target. I heard a 2-year-old talking in the aisle next to me. (My ears are natural radars for a 2-year-old child). She was saying “No! No! No!” in the most innocent, yet stern voice. Typical 2-year-old. The young mom was frustrated....
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