Even though I passed English at school, I never came close to excelling at it and actually fumbled my way through without ever completing any high school reading task. So to say writing a blog has been a challenge for me, is an understatement.

I have questioned my ability to write and the relevance of the subjects I write about. I have mostly felt like a fraud and have rarely been completely happy with what I’ve posted, but now, even though those negative thoughts are still there, I seem less insecure. I have discovered that most writers feel this way about their own work, even the most successful ones.

My recent pursuit of writing has been mostly about sharing my views and experiences with the intent to help others and sometimes telling a bit of my own story along the way.

Writing about Erika’s journey is different. It’s deeply personal and I feel quite vulnerable putting not only intimate details of her story out there, but what my thoughts and emotions were along the way.

There is the risk of being judged as too emotional, too weak, or so strong and together or dwelling on it instead of moving on and putting it all in the past. The possibility of offending someone scares me, or that people may see me as a whinger and ungrateful for our outcome.

So writing Erika’s journey is taking time. I have chapter one mostly ready to publish but I’m not quite there. When I find the courage, it will be out there for all to see and that’s scary, at least for me it is.

So I hope soon, I can begin sharing the cancer journey of an amazing little girl and her equally amazing Mummy.

Thanks for reading.