Showing posts with label Neurofibromatosis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Neurofibromatosis. Show all posts

Sunday, July 26, 2026

Neurofibromatosis and Menopause

Thriving Through the Storm: 

Navigating Menopause While Living with Neurofibromatosis

 Living with Neurofibromatosis (NF) has taught me that life rarely follows a straight path. Every stage of life brings new challenges, and just when I think I've learned how to manage one set of symptoms, another chapter begins. For me, that chapter has been menopause.

Many people understand menopause as a natural part of aging, but when you also live with NF, the experience can feel far more complicated. Hormonal changes can seem to magnify symptoms that were already difficult to manage. Some days, it's hard to tell where menopause ends and NF begins.

Fatigue has become one of my biggest struggles. The exhaustion isn't simply feeling tired after a long day—it's a deep, overwhelming fatigue that can make even simple tasks feel impossible. Add in sleepless nights, brain fog, and unpredictable emotions, and it can sometimes feel like my body is working against me. *I have yet to experience "hot flashes...but I do feel like sometimes I would be happy sleeping on a bed of ice cubes- While Rich is huddled in blankets.

Then there is the pain. Living with NF often means dealing with chronic discomfort, nerve pain, and tumors that can affect daily life. Menopause has added another layer, bringing joint aches, muscle stiffness, and changes that make my body feel unfamiliar. There are days when I wonder if I'll ever feel like myself again.  I'm lost in a menopause/NF fog.

One of the hardest parts has been the uncertainty. Research on how menopause affects women with Neurofibromatosis is still limited. There aren't many roadmaps to follow or answers that clearly explain what to expect. That uncertainty can be frustrating and, at times, isolating.  My tumors are multiplying - Can I stop this?  Or am I just doomed to accept it?

Despite these challenges, I refuse to let either menopause or NF define who I am.

Thriving doesn't mean pretending everything is easy. It doesn't mean ignoring the difficult days or forcing a smile when I'm struggling. Thriving means continuing to move forward, even when the path is difficult. It means learning to listen to my body instead of fighting against it. It means celebrating small victories that others may never notice.

I've learned that rest is productive. Asking for help is not weakness. Advocating for myself with healthcare providers is essential. Most importantly, I've learned that my worth isn't measured by how much I accomplish on my hardest days.

The NF community has also reminded me that I am never alone. Connecting with others who understand the daily realities of this condition has given me strength during seasons when I needed it most. Sharing experiences, encouraging one another, and celebrating every success—big or small—creates a sense of hope that no diagnosis can take away.

Menopause has certainly tested me. Neurofibromatosis continues to challenge me. Together, they have pushed me physically, emotionally, and mentally in ways I never expected. But they have also revealed a resilience I didn't know I possessed.

Every day I choose hope over fear.

I choose to keep learning about my health, to advocate for better awareness and research, and to support others walking a similar path. I choose to focus on what my body can still do instead of dwelling only on what has changed.

If you are living with both menopause and Neurofibromatosis, know that your struggles are real. Your exhaustion is real. Your frustration is valid. But so is your strength.

Our stories are not defined solely by symptoms or diagnoses. They are defined by our perseverance, our courage, and our determination to keep living fully despite the obstacles.

I am still learning, still adapting, and still finding my way through this season of life. Some days are undeniably harder than others, but every day I wake up determined to keep THRIVING with NF.

Because Neurofibromatosis may be part of my story—but it will never be the whole story.

 

Thrive On! 

                                        One of my preschoolers "decorated" me!

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, July 14, 2026

Grandma Kristi

 Becoming a grandma for the first time is a journey filled with excitement, love, and hope. From the moment I learned I was going to have a grandchild, my heart grew in ways I never imagined. I dream about tiny fingers wrapped around mine, bedtime stories, laughter echoing through the house, and watching my daughter become the amazing mother I know she will be.

At the same time, this journey carries a different kind of weight. My daughter has Neurofibromatosis, and with this pregnancy comes understandable worry and uncertainty. As her mom, I wish I could take away every fear she carries. I know she's thinking about her baby's future and wondering about things no parent ever wants to have to worry about.

I know how this feels--as I worried for each of my children...And even with them as grown adults- Continue to worry-

But I also know my daughter. I have watched her face challenges with incredible strength, resilience, and courage. Those same qualities will make her an extraordinary mother. No matter what lies ahead, this baby is already surrounded by unconditional love, fierce protection, and a family that will stand beside them every step of the way.

Being a first-time grandma isn't just about holding a new baby—it's about supporting my daughter as she begins this new chapter. It's about reminding her that she is never alone, celebrating every milestone, comforting her through every worry, and believing in her even when she doubts herself.

I don't know exactly what the future holds, but I do know this: love is stronger than fear. Our family has already shown that we can face difficult days together, and we will continue to do so. This precious baby will be welcomed into a family that loves deeply, hopes fiercely, and never gives up.

As I wait to meet my grandchild, my heart is filled with prayers, hope, and anticipation. No matter what tomorrow brings, this little one will always know they are cherished beyond measure. And my daughter will always know that I am beside her—today, on the day her baby is born, and through every beautiful moment that follows.

Becoming a grandma is one of life's greatest blessings. It reminds me that even in the midst of uncertainty, hope continues to bloom, love continues to grow, and miracles arrive in the smallest of packages.


I can't wait!!

MIMI loves you sweet baby...and I can't wait to meet you!




Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Have Neurofibromatosis? Don't miss your opportunities!



And, as promised, the License Plate picture:



Thrive On!

Monday, April 3, 2017

You Can't Wash Away the Cafe Au Lait



Several years ago, after our families diagnosis of Neurofibromatosis, we had a choice to make.  Run from it....Like my own mother did....Or LEARN from it.


One night, I was sharing in the bath-time fun with my daughter Rachel.  She had just come in from outside, and was dirty from head-to-toe!  With the bubbles over-flowing the tub, we began to scrub the dirt.
We laughed because the once clean water, became dirty.

After filling the bathtub back up with fresh water and LOTS more bubbles, Rachel noticed the brown spots all over her body.

This was the first time Rachel had asked about the spots....AND the first time I really ever had to explain them to ANYONE.

She tried to wash the spots off with a washcloth and asked why she couldn't wash them away.

In that moment, I knew I wanted to write something about NF....This blog...The book Thriving with NF....And MORE!!

I explained to Rachel, in a simple way....."Those 'spots' are called Cafe' au lait, and you can't wash them away...."

After drying Rachel off, and getting her tucked in for bed....She asked more questions about NF....So sweet -- so innocent.


The IDEA for a children's book was born that night.  I wanted something short, sweet and positive.   But mostly, easy to understand.

If you are interested in "You can't wash away the Cafe' Au Lait" please go: HERE
The link will take u to AMAZON, where u can download a copy.

Follow little Sammy, as she learns to live with Neurofibromatosis.  

Thrive On!!

Monday, January 16, 2017

Hey Kristi...Where Ya Been?



I know I know.  It's been FOREVER since I have posted a blog.  The holidays....Work....Kids home for almost 3 weeks....My life has been just a WEEEE bit chaotic. Forgive me.



Medically were are in a bit of a lull.  A very good thing, especially with brain tumors!  But, our doctors are taking a very 'hands off' approach, which kind of makes me crazy.  They are supposed to know what they are doing....And trusting this type of treatment goes against EVERYTHING I believe in.  I want a FIX.  I want a CURE.  And I want it NOW!

MRI's every 3 months...And just believing that God has got us in His hands, is the best I can do.

Tumors are scary.  Trying to explain what's happening in our family, to someone who doesn't know the world of Neurofibromatosis is really hard.  

I say "tumor"....they think "cancer" (and yes, I know sometimes with NF, that's exactly what it means)  But generally speaking, NFers have tumors, that aren't cancerous...And that's hard for the average person to understand.

And NF isn't something you can talk casually about.  It's complicated.  Especially for me, living with it, and trying to explain it, while also remaining positive.  I usually get that deer-in-the-headlights type look...As if saying...."YOU HAVE A BRAIN TUMOR AND YOU'RE STILL WORKING...?"

Yes. Yes I do.  

I also have THREE children with various types of brain tumors.

This is OUR life.  This is OUR normal.

Speaking of work.  I got a promotion.  It's a good thing....That has forced me to stretch far outside my comfort zone....Something EVERYONE should do from time to time.  But it has also left me kinda...sorta missing my life BEFORE this job.  

I spend 9-11 hours away from my family....And I truly miss them.  For 2 yrs now, I've handed off all of the 'mommy duties' to my hubby...And he has done a fabulous job...But I long for THAT craziness.  My heart will ALWAYS be a stay-at-home mommy...And I hope that life will fall into making that happen for us again.

One of my New Years Goals is to become passionate about writing again....And eventually get my books out from the cobwebs, and published.  Managing my time, is not something I am very good at...When I'm working, there is -0- time for writing...When I'm home, I am exhausted from working...And when I have a day off...I just want to soak up every second of that time, with things not related to work or the constant medical demands.



Don't worry though....We are STILL THRIVING.  



Monday, November 7, 2016

Applying For And Maintaining Social Security Disability




After  being diagnosed with Neurofibromatosis in 2007, I quickly had each of my 6 kids checked out and screened.  3 of the 6 of them were diagnosed shortly after.

Seeing what my older brother Mike went through, in regards to NF, we made the decision to apply for Social Security Disability.  It was a long- semi-drawn out process, but worth it, to make sure I was securing their health insurance.

All 3 were approved.  Rachel, even qualifying for a Make-A-Wish, due to diminishing vision.

We went a few years, with few NF related complications...Which is GREAT....But in the eyes of the government, it raised flags.

For those of you who understand the world of Neurofibromatosis...this is our life, right...?  Sometimes we are okay....Sometimes we aren't.  And sometimes....we simply get by.

We were sent to "specialists" to determine if Rachel still qualified as 'disabled'.  She had a simple and quick Psych Eval, which was given by some Government-sent 20 yr old..who spent 1/2 hour with Rachel and deemed her "cured of her disability".  

No seriously..that's basically what the letter said.

.CURED???  If only, right?!

Keep in mind, Rachel STILL has vision impairments....At the time of testing, her results were not better...Not worse.  Simply "STABLE"....

But again....Those who understand NF know that STABLE is temporary.  STABLE just means, we hold our breath, until the next scan...Until the next complication.

After the letter....I sent in the form to appeal...and got a fast response that the decision was "FINAL"...and to go through further appeals, I'd need a lawyer.  *sigh*

So, we let it go.

I went back to work, and we accepted the decision.

Fast forward to about 6 months ago...

Due for her 'every 6 month' MRI,  Rachel got some bad news.  An NF-related tumor had invaded her Corpus Callosum.  A tumor JUST like her big sisters.  Inoperable...and required Rachel's big sis, to go through 2 yrs of chemotherapy.

CURED?  Not by a long shot.

So now what...?  After meeting with some people who are knowledgeable with the application process for Social Security, we were encouraged to "reapply".

So we did...And now we hold our breath for the determination.

During this process...We have had to go through a few RE DETERMINATIONS for the other kids as well.  We are currently going through a re determination for Braden...My 19 yr old son...who has also remained stable.

He's had a Neuropsych evaluation....A medical exam...But ultimately...He could also be denied any further benefits, and be labeled as "cured"....

What do you do...?  It has been an exhausting process....But we continue to endure it, because I know that it is the best thing for the kids.

If you are afraid of the process of applying for disability, don't be.  Take a breath and just do it.

I am here to offer any support I can....We are all in this together after all.  

Don't Give Up!

THRIVE ON!

Friday, April 15, 2016

Why Did God Make Me Ugly?


I was emailed a question a couple weeks ago from a woman suffering an extreme form of Neurofibromatosis.  Attached was a photo.  In the e-mail she asks the question..."Why did God make me ugly?"

How do you define UGLINESS?  For me, when I think of that word, it doesn't have anything to do with appearances.  Ugliness is an action.  Same goes for the word BEAUTIFUL.

When I looked at this woman's photo, I didn't see ugliness.  I saw strength.  But I definitely connected with how she feels.

She asked me questions about how I feel about having NF...And if my love life has suffered.

"My husband doesn't love me anymore.  And I find myself pushing him into an affair....Maybe then he will be happy."

My heart broke for this woman, and I have been struggling with how to respond to her....which probably also can explain my hiatus from blogging.

I tend to run from things that make me uncomfortable...And NF, despite my show of bravery on-line...Does make me uncomfortable to talk about.

It's mostly because people just don't get it.  To them, tumors mean cancer....Cancer means sick...Sick means death....And death means sympathy....Sympathy means pity  etc etc etc....

NF is not something that can be talked about casually.  It's complicated, and goes beyond, 'bumps on the skin'.

The thing is  I find myself asking God 'why' a lot.  Why do I have to deal with this?  Is this a form of punishment?  Why do I have to be strong?  Why won't God just wiped this disorder away?

My NF 'isn't THAT bad' right now....But what's going to happen in 5 yrs? 10?  20?  Will my "THRIVING" turn into frustration, anger and bitterness?   Will I be asking if I am still worthy of love?

Honestly I am scared to death of this happening.

But for now...I am trying to build myself up to be strong.  Build up the people who are around me to not judge...But instead LEARN.

I hate that the woman who emailed feels ugly...And feels like her husband doesn't love her.  My advice is to sit down and talk about this.  People fear what they don't understand....And maybe its just that the husband is scared.  So he pushes away.

It's easy to run.  It's hard to face reality.  It's hard to teach.  But in all those things that hard...When we face them....We grow.  And we can grow to love ourselves....Once we love ourselves....Others can start to love us.

THRIVE ON-

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Am I Making A Difference?



It's hard to believe that 2 weeks have gone by since I was in Canada.  It was such a heartwarming experience...And I find myself longing for more.

While I was at the symposium I had this woman come up to me, shake my hand and tell me how much she liked my talk.  She pointed to her daughter - who was sitting by herself, with her baby.  "Can you go over and talk to her...?"

So I did.  I sat with her.  Told her that her baby was beautiful...That NF wasn't the end of the world...That her baby is looking to HER ..And that to HIM...She was his hero!  

I tried.

But....I don't think any of my words helped.  

To HER....This was the end of the world.  To HER, her baby was 'sick'.  To HER, it was all her fault.

I felt bad for her....Mostly because I know exactly how she feels.

I hate NF with so much passion, that sometimes, I just want to throw my computer against the wall, and give up on all this THRIVING crap.

But...

Then I see my kids.  I see them looking at me.  To MY kids...I am their hero.  The one they look to - and learn from.  I see MY attitude reflecting in them.  And THRIVING has become the most important part in how we cope with this diagnosis.

My words may not have impacted this young woman....But....Maybe they did.  All I can do, is set an example....Share my story and live my life.

And on those days where I get so frustrated that I want to give up.....I DON'T.

THRIVE ON.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

The Challenge of Being Challenged


I remember my first roller coaster. I was 8. I stood before the GINORMOUS set of tracks, that twisted and turned....And even went in a loopy loop. As I stood in line, with my older brothers, who were SO excited -- I silently prayed that something would happen to get me out of this....

Maybe I wouldn't be tall enough....

Maybe I could pretend to be sick....

Even today, I build in a THOUSAND excuses for just about about everything I do. Don't do. It's AMAZING....The amount of excuses I come up with. Now these are legit....Excusable excuses, and get me out of doing anything I don't really want to do....So I'm not really hurting anyone.

Or am I...?

Have you ever done anything that makes you scared...? But you do it anyway...? Like some unknown force is drawing you to the other side of that scary thing...?

We get comfortable in our lives...At least I do....And the MOMENT I am challenged in any way....I want to fall apart. To withdraw. To run. (In the opposite direction!)

This is true with everything in my life.

Exercise - Speaking - Church - Marriage - Kids (I could go on and on)

I don't like to be challenged....Or taken out of my comfort zone.

Heck, just putting myself out there online is sometimes a challenge. (And I have this computer screen to hide behind)

Challenge is difficult. It's MEANT to be. It's meant to steer you in a direction that makes you grow...And learn....And even sometimes fail (which is where the learning comes in)

When it was our turn to get in the roller coaster car....My brothers sandwiched me, and pushed me forward! I WASN'T READY!! I NEEDED MORE TIME! I WAS SCARED!

I was SURE I was going to fall out......I was sure that the roller coaster was going to get stuck....And that I would need to be rescued.

We sat down in the car...I was belted in....And AWAY WE WENT.

I remember shutting my eyes and screaming. Hanging onto the bar in front of me for dear life! I remember my brother telling me and he wouldn't let me fall out.....He put his arm around me..."See...? I've got you."

But halfway through our ride....BOTH of my brothers hands were in the air.....And I was left with just a belt and a bar to protect me!

I screamed louder and LOUDER....

And before I knew it....The ride was over.

As my belt was released...I opened my eyes...Looked around.....I was okay. I survived.

"Let's GO AGAIN!!" I squealed.

We went on that roller coaster 7 TIMES!

There's nothing wrong with being scared of the challenge – as long as you're willing to feel the fear, and do it anyway. It's all part of Thriving. With NF, with anything.

I may be afraid, but hey, BRING IT!

Thrive ON!

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Hurry Up And Slow Down!



Do you ever get so busy and so overwhelmed with what's going on in your life, that it seems no matter what you do, you will never get ahead...?

This holiday season has been like no other.  Working full-time sure has made things different around my house...And it feels like whenever I get my head JUST above the water...Something happens to make me have t tread water just a little longer.

If you have paid any attention to this Star Wars movie....You know that it has broken records.  It is now the biggest movie ever!

These last 2 wks are a blur -

It's so easy to get overwhelmed ... It's so easy to forget that we need to slow down a little.

The other day, during a CRAZY MAD rush at the theater, my boss, was frantically running around in the back stock room, trying to get things ready....She looked stressed.  She looked angry.

As I pass by her....I say, "Hi ***** How are you...?"  Bleary-eyed she looks at me... "Uhhh....."
I smiled and ask her how her Christmas was.....

She sets down the rolls of cups she had in her arms....Smiles back at me....And says...."It was wonderful...!"  She told me about the quilt she got ...And how surprised she was, that her mother remembered....

S-L-O-W  D-O-W-N!

"How do you do that Kristi?"  She asks  "How are you so easy-going?"  "How is this NOT overwhelming you....?"  (meaning the massive amounts of people the are outside the stockroom)



I just smiled and told her..."They're JUST people seeing a movie..."

I know that everyday will have its end....And I will get to go to bed....and *Hopefully* get to wake up....
Yeah sure....and then come back to the theater...where it starts ALL OVER again.....But....NOW here's the secret....

If you SLOW DOWN....Even in the CRAZY- BUSY times in your life, I have found that life isn't so bad.

Today...As you go out into the world...Take things in....Experience them.  Even the bad stuff, can be turned into something GOOD

I barely remember the 2 years of driving back and forth to the hospital for my daughters chemotherapy...What I DO remember...is our quiet "dates" of milk shakes after we were done.  The meaningful conversations of what she wanted to be when she grew up.

Life is stressful....It's overwhelming...And Sometimes even painful ...But slowing down brings everything into perspective.

Slow Down.  Be present. Make a conscience effort to see the good things in life....And you will find yourself more easily able to:

THRIVE ON!!

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

The Force Awakens



This week, Star Wars opened...It has been something that has been talked about since I was hired at AMC Theatres 10 months ago.
Wednesday night from Midnight til Thursday 8am...I was working the 'marathon'...Where our theater played ALL of the Star Wars movies...
Every hour, the lines for this movie get moved...Every 2 hrs, a new set of lines filter into the theater. It's madness at its best. And WORST.
This year, I have seen it all. Guns, fist fights, disrespectful guests....I've been threatened and spit on. I've watched police arrest guests, and after being told to 'F-off' by a guest who then promised to meet me at my car after my shift, I've been escorted by our own security team back to my vehicle at closing.
 What makes people feel so entitled about seeing a movie that they can treat others so poorly? What else is going on in their lives that makes me their target of choice?
Where you have great masses of people, you also have great MESSES of people. It's like trying to clean during a tornado...
Humans are truly disgusting...And I am now not surprised with the amount of nastiness I walk into when I am helping to clean a theater. I've cleaned up poop, puke, pee...And other bodily fluids that will not be mentioned....

And all of this leaves me to wonder WHY I keep going back there....
Back to Star Wars...Seriously...WOW. It's the BIGGEST MOVIE OPENING OF ALL TIME and It has been nonstop since Wednesday night....Literally thousands of people flow through our building everyday – It's crazy...and....It's fascinating - I get the opportunity to witness true nerdiness with all of the costumes and props. It's pretty awesome.
The other night I saw a tiny 3 yr old dressed up as Chewbacca and a middle aged woman wearing a Princess Leia inspired gold bikini. Light Sabers, Storm Trooper outfits...And Guests talking to me in Yoda....I feel pretty lucky to be a part of this. In particular - one aspect stands out to me. Years ago, Star Wars nerds were just that - nerds. Outcasts. Now it's cool to be a nerd - and I see it at the theatre every month, whether it's super-heroes, raptors, or Jedi's roaming the halls. The more the world is exposed to what's different, the more accepting it becomes. 


What if they became more exposed to Neurofibromatosis? Perhaps a force for good would awaken among the world as we allow it to awaken within ourselves.

Thrive on! 

Monday, December 14, 2015

Connecting NF Style



You know how when you are driving around....And you spot someone on the road driving the same kind of car you are in...?  You take that extra time to check the other car out....Maybe even smile and wave to driver...Like you know...you have some sort of connection with them....Even though you are complete strangers.  :)

Well...This kid started working at the theater I work at, and I did that..."Hey, something about him is familiar..."  I just started noticing that he and I had something in common.

It's weird.  When you meet a total stranger, who has the same condition as you.  It's a crazy feeling that is hard to explain.  It's like you are friends, before you even speak.

This kid, is 18 years old....Has Scoliosis (an obvious curvature), slightly bigger head, deep set eyes...And cafe au laits spots on his arms....Which were what prompted a conversation about Neurofibromatosis.

I feel sad for this boy...He tells me that he has no one to talk to about what he is going through.  He is the only one in his family who has NF....And his parents are in denial and refuse to take him to the doctor.

We were on break together...And he had his head on the table.  I asked him if he was okay, and he tells me that he gets really bad headaches.

"Is this normal...?" he asks.

My motherly instincts kick in and I slide my chair over to him.  I told him about my headaches...and that he needs to communicate to his parents about this.

He has never had an MRI....And he asks me what they are like....And we spend the rest of our break talking about tumors and headaches.

Part of me whats to hunt down his parents, and shake them...and MAKE them care!  I understand being scared and not wanting to deal with this.  I get the thought of wanting to shove this in the corner and and ignore it.

That's what my parents did.

I get the fear and guilt.  But fear and guilt do NOTHING but make things worse.  Especially when you are using them as excuses.

The other day this boy and I are passing each other at the time clock...He told me that he told his mom that he met a lady at work who also has NF....He went on to say that him and his mom are going to the doctor next week to talk about his headaches.

I was so happy!

He said THANK YOU to me......"For what...?" I asked.

He said...."For talking about NF and not being afraid....For helping me not be afraid...And maybe...for helping my mom not be afraid...."

This folks, is what it's all about--

THRIVING WITH NEUROFIBROMATOSIS!

Monday, November 30, 2015

What's Next?


I had no idea that I would be able to love something that scared me so much.  Speaking in front of large crowds was my hubby's thing....NOT MINE...And I was always safe in Rich's shadow.

But...
Telling my story...And helping to encourage others has become the most important thing....And I have found that the more I do it, the more my fears just slip away.

I want to do this more.  Get out there and talk about Neurofibromatosis.  It's a necessity!

2016 is going to be filled with speaking opportunities...And I am so excited for this!  The more we talk about Neurofibromatosis...The more people will accept and understand this condition!

What do I speak about...?

THRIVING!  My message is positive and uplifting, even while addressing serious complications caused by NF.

I speak about being a mother of 6 children, 3 of the children having an NF diagnosis...While also managing my own medical needs, having NF.

Living a life that is fulfilling and meaningful is something ANYONE can do!


If you or someone you know is looking for a speaker please contact me:
kristi.hopkins@gmail.com

Friday, November 6, 2015

Giorgio Foundation PART 2- The Speech



I love the advice people get when speaking in front of a large crowd.  Being married to a professional speaker, I think I have heard it all!

Honestly, I think picturing the crowd in their underwear is good advice...The part where Mr. Brady says that it helps the speaker realize that the people they are speaking to, are human, just like them makes sense.

I didn't have time to picture THIS audience in their underwear....I was too focused on not falling on my face. :)

The speech was about my own diagnosis....How I choose to THRIVE, through all of the uncertainties...All of the fear....All of the anger....How I go beyond just 'living' with NF.

For me, I felt empowered on stage.  Looking out into the crowd of several hundreds of people, did not scare me (I was shocked by this)  Instead it made me feel like I was doing EXACTLY what God put me here to do.

All I wanted was to tell MY story.  Impact ONE person.  And leave an impression on people that NF is just PART of who I am.

It was such an honor to be a part of this wonderful event...I was made to feel like an honored guest and for that I wanted to thank EVERYONE involved.  Especially the Borzellino family!


Me And Giorgio at the 2nd Annual Giorgio Foundation Fundraiser

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Giorgio Foundation Part 1


When I am asked to speak about Neurofibromatosis....There really is no hesitation to saying YES.  It's my thing.  I feel great doing it...Even when the nerves are overwhelming.

This last speaking engagement was awesome.  I met Erin through e-mail, after she reached out to me to tell me she had read my book.

Erin and her family are dealing with a diagnosis of NF in Giorgio, who is almost 10.

I was asked to come out to speak at their event and I could not have been more thrilled!

It's ALWAYS an honor when someone reaches out to me, based on my story, and how I choose to live my life, even while facing the uncertainty that comes with living with Neurofibromatosis.

So now that I had been asked to speak....I needed to get moving on my message!!

My message always revolves around THRIVING with Neurofibromatosis....But I Tweak it, based on who I am talking to....

This is when being married to a speaking coach pays off BIG TIME!!

Rich helped me fine tune my message and even got me to attend a Toastmaster meeting to practice my speech in front of a live audience!


I have to say....The more I do this speaking thing....The easier it gets, and the more confident I become!!

Erin and her family invited me to their home in New York, which was so warm and inviting...I felt right at home!

The next morning, we all took a private plane to Pennsylvania


I had so much fun playing games with the kids during the flight  :)  And they were a good distraction for me, since I was scared of the whole "private plane" thing. :)



I was able to see where the event was being held....And where I'd be standing to give my talk.  It was a little intimidating.






 But I did it.  It felt GREAT!  This was by FAR the largest crowd I have ever been in front of!  Having people come up to me after, was the best part.

The whole even was a success - And raised over $200,000 for NF!  I was so happy to raise awareness for Neurofiibromatosis, in a positive and encouraging way!

Thank you Borzellino family for inviting me into your home and your hearts!  It was truly an honor to be a part of something so successful!

Please stay tuned to PART 2....Where I will talk more about my speech....And what this event was all about....I may even post a video!!

Thursday, October 22, 2015

SPEAKING!!





I feel it in my gut.  The nerves.  The excitement.  The adrenaline!

This weekend, I have the privilege of flying to Pennsylvania to speak to a crowd of several hundred, to help raise awareness for Neurofibromatosis.

A wonderful organization called The Giorgio Foundation has invited me to talk about how Neurofibromatosis has impacted my life.

I am honored and so excited!

You know that feeling you get, when you know you are doing EXACTLY what God put you on Earth to do....?  That's feeling I have!!

I will take video and post it here when I return....

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Excuses. Excuses.


I am full of excuses.  This morning, my husband came upstairs after I had dropped the kids off at school, excited about challenging me to a workout based on the cross-fit workout he'd already done at 6 a.m.

But....."I JUST worked out YESTERDAY..."

And....."I have to go to the store....."

And...."I have to put together my moms Birthday gift..."

And.

And.

And.

I'm tired.  I really am.

I have tried to start a blog post for 2 weeks...And I just couldn't come up with anything 'good'....So, I thought I'd just write about what I am REALLY struggling with.

My mind is constantly racing.  Thinking about the zillions things going on.  Most of which I can do nothing about.

Then I have my job.  Where life literally is put on pause.

The movie theater.  I love it and hate it.  When I am working 7/8 ish hours a day--the outside world doesn't really exist.  It's THERE waiting for me....But it's like I get sucked into an alternate reality.  A reality filled with lazy kids who haven't learned how to work yet, over-spenders, complainers....

Do you ever pay attention to how much YOU complain?   How many negative comments do YOU make in a day?  Seriously....You should keep track.  

My own list is a long one, so I am NOT throwing stones here.

So, when I step out of the theater...BACK into reality....It's like I get SLAMMED -- HEAD-ON with ALL-THOSE-THINGS-THAT-WERE-WAITING-FOR-ME!

No break.  No time to shift.  No time to breathe.

Brain tumors....Back pain...Headaches----The worry about what the next MRI is going to tell us about Rachel. or Bailey. or Braden. or even ME.

Chores...Dinner...Laundry...The ENDLESS cleaning....and even though I have six kids all perfectly capable of pitching in, they can't do it the way I would do it, so even if I was a good delegator, which I'm not, I'd still want to do it all myself.
Wondering, despite my husband's assurances that all will be fine (and it always is) when the 'JUST-SQUEAKING-BY' lifestyle will change.

There are some days.....I fell like I can juggle everything, perfectly.  All the balls are in the air, almost floating on their own. Days...when I believe, that everything is going to be okay.

Then, there are those days, when I wonder how I am going to make it through.  

I am human.  There are days I shake my fist at God. I hear he's OK with that. I cry -- overcome with guilt...wondering in a fit of despair why I 'DID THIS TO MY KIDS'. I trip over the hurdles of life, just like everyone else does. I forget how good life is.

But....THRIVING allows for weakness, for struggle, for anger. As my husband tells me Muhammed Ali would say 'it's not how many times you fall down, it's how many times you get up' - or something like that.  I get back up.  Staying "down" isn't an option - for me, for my kids. Because life IS good, when I focus on the good in the life. The hugs from my kids. Their drawings. Watching my son play basketball. Taking advantage of working at the theatre, even, and taking the family to a movie, or sitting down with them to watch Once Upon a Time or Master Chef.  

I SMILE AT THE COMPLAINERS...Set an example for the lazy kid workers....And as for the over-spenders...? Well...that's THEIR problem, not mine.

Life isn't always perfect. Well, it's never perfect. But I can always THRIVE - whether I'm Thriving in weakness or strength.

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Speaking of Neurofibromatosis!



So, after a WHOLE LOT of convincing attempts from my hubby, I finally downloaded Periscope. An app that I knew very little about, but thought I would play around with it, to see what all the fuss was about.

After watching a few live streams...I wasn't so sure this was for me.  I mean, I am ALL for walking your pet turtle with a leash...And watching live feeds of people brushing their teeth...But it all seemed a little silly to me.

That is, until my hubby helped to record my OWN live stream.

You can check me out on Periscope by searching for NFMOMMY.

Let me know what you think...And comment with some ideas!  

I would love to Periscope once a week (or so) and talk with others around the world that are living with NF...Or those who are just curious about what it is like for someone living with NF.

Talk to me.  I'm listening!



Monday, July 27, 2015

Human Connection



We ALL desire that human connection.  The feeling when you connect with someone who TRULY gets it.  It's a rare thing in the world of Neurofibromatosis.  And I have yet to meet someone - that sticks around long enough to even begin to relate to what it's really like having NF.

My husband is great.  He loves me unconditionally and tries really hard to get it....But honestly, he never will.  Just like, I will never truly understand what it's like for HIM, being an amputee, after a lifetime of surgeries.

We're ALL different.  We all have our struggles.

I had this friend a while back.  She had NF....And we connected on a level that I had never connected with anyone before.  It was weird, and cool all at the same time.  She got me, I got her and it was, I THOUGHT...A friendship meant to last forever.

I guess I didn't 'get her' enough...And she decided to end the friendship....with no REAL explanation other than that I was too involved in NF and advocating for my kids....And I guess SHE, well....I guess she just wanted to run and hide from it.

(If this isn't true...I know she has full access to my blog and she can correct me, if I am wrong...In fact - I welcome a response)  :)

Anyway...back to what this blog post was meant to be....That human connection.

When I see someone who has NF walking around -- My first instinct is to run up to them, and hug them, as if they are some long lost relative of mine.

I have never actually done that.

Instead, I watch them, like a hungry cat on the prowl.  Stalking his mouse prey.


Sometimes - I say something...Most times I do not.

It's an awkward dance I play in my head.  "Should I....Shouldn't I...."  "What if I offend them?"  "How would I FEEL...If someone with NF came up to me...?" <I'd be HAPPY btw and want to take them to lunch>

Other than CTF walks and other events...I don't meet IN PERSON many folks with NF....So it's really hard, when I do meet them, to know what to do.


So...I challenge MYSELF and YOU...To step out of your comfort zone a little.

Here is a little advice on how to make it a little easier.

1.   Start with a friendly HELLO.  The few times I have encountered folks with NF...I try to break the ice by saying...."I was wondering....I have NF, is that what you have as well?"
(I say NF....so I don't overwhelm them, with some LONG name...and if THEY DO have it....They will know what I am saying....if they DON'T have it....then chances are it won't be a big deal...and we can part ways...LOL)

2.  Once step ONE is over....You can take it from there.  Usually when I ask the question....the answer is YES....And I can tell them how nice it is to meet someone else LIKE ME....
Sometimes this part is awkward too because people with NF don't want to be recognized as having NF...So turning the conversation to other things is a good idea...
Like:
"Do you live around here?"   "Are u married?"  "Have kids?"  You know, small talk

3.  Finding a common interest is hard when you just meet someone...But sometimes, it happens!  Don't put too much pressure on finding a best friend....LOL  That could come off as creepy.  But put yourself out there, and be awesome.  Be friendly....And you never know what could happen...

You could be making that persons day....!

If you have a good story about meeting someone -- that put you WAY out of your comfort zone, please reply and tell me about it!!

THRIVE ON!