Tears of madness, sadness or fear?

One day, I could be a song writer (also known as modern day poet). In the past couple of weeks, I have been brought to tears at the oddest times. In the shower, in the car and sometimes just sitting at my computer. There is so much going on in my head that maybe I am on overload. I know it is good for the soul to cry, but I prefer to sweat.

Last week, during spring break, I spent most of the days at SXSW. I worked the Dell Venue and then had the opportunity to check out the rest of the activities. I had a great time and soaked in time with my friends. While there, I did not have time to think about cancer, crying or anything else. Times like this are precious and the best part of living. #JustKeepLivin'

I am scheduled to have surgery tomorrow morning, March 20, to remove the space invading tumors of negativity. I hang on the words uttered by my doctor that at first glance that they do not appear to be cancerous but we will know for sure after pathology has worked their "magic". I take a few moments during the day to breathe deeply and be still. The stillness helps me connect with my inner soul and hold tight to positive thoughts. I declare that I will win this round. So far, Nikki 3 and cancer 0. I expect after the pathology results, I will be 4-0.

Item #848 Crappy news is never fair. Be a winner and turn your frown upside down and choose to have a positive outlook.

I love your guts!