Swagga Like Us

As you can probably tell, I am not shy about sharing anything about my experiences. I am the first one these days to tell people to touch my breasts because they feel like weapons, rather than a part of my body. 

No seriously. I encourage. Give 'em a squeeze. It's wild.  (No creeps allowed, this is a family show.)

Anyways, it is no surprise that when I was asked to speak on a panel with 2 other badass women, I jumped at the chance. 

The other women speaking with me both have a life changing diagnosis, and they are also entrepreneurs. We were asked to reflect on how these illnesses have helped us evolve our businesses. This topic is just near and dear to my heart because it is definitely something I have been thinking about lately. 

When I launched my coaching business last October, I clearly had no idea what type of shit I had ahead of me. All I knew was that I had plans to do something more impactful and fulfilling with my life, and help women conquer their fears around making a big career change. 

Enter, the C-word. I immediately knew that I wanted to be a resource for younger women diagnosed- hence starting this blog, but it definitely goes deeper than that for me, and lately has been keeping me up at night. Well that, and the occasional hot flashes, caused by my pre-menopausal friend, T. (#tamoxifen) 

As I sat up there with these two other women, both strong and intelligent, I felt such a rush. I felt so honored to be up there speaking about my cancer - which I was only diagnosed with a few months ago, for those of you keeping track. I realized that there is a big part of me that wants to make breast cancer advocacy for young women apart of my business and career in some way. 

I don't completely know how I am going to do that yet, full disclosure. I am gladly open to all suggestions. 

The bottom line is, it felt natural and inspiring to be up there with that crew talking about our challenges, which have actually become some of our greatest success stories. And while I want cancer to go away, I don't want that feeling to go away.  (To be clear, I really want cancer to go away. Get the f**k out. To the left, to the left.) 

Key takeaways - I will always remember the first time I spoke on a panel that meant something to me.