You've no doubt heard the old adage: "Life begins at forty." In my case, a truer statement could not have applied. That year, I was faced with what would be two bouts of cancer in eighteen months. My former life disappeared, and I learned to live what other survivors call the new normal. I was fortunate enough to be surrounded by family and friends during those difficult days, and soon, my friendships would grow exponentially as I began a new hobby. It is not just a hobby; it is a floating support group, and I have relied on them ever since.

I believe God's grace has given me the strength and skills I needed to not just survive my health challenges but to thrive. Grace is also the nickname I was given by my dragon boat team, and it holds special significance. I believe that both God and my involvement with the team were key to my recovery.