Girl House by Tracey Treat

Girl House by Tracey Treat

Three women reached out to me recently, each with a different inquiry, but all with something in common – Breast Cancer. One woman, three days away from a double mastectomy. Another, decided on radical surgery because she has the BRCA gene. And yet another,...
Be Brave. by Tracey Treat

Be Brave. by Tracey Treat

“I am brave” should be the mantra of every single human on the planet for this past year! I was not sure I had something more to say about cancer, as I felt I had shared my story. However, the end of 2020 came quickly and as an epic year not to be forgotten. Then as...
Kamikaze Kelsey by Tracey Treat

Kamikaze Kelsey by Tracey Treat

What is your “happily ever after?” Is there even such a thing? I have been pondering this question a lot lately. Coincidentally, I came across a podcast recently called “The Happiness Lab” and was listening to an episode with Professor Daniel Gilbert the other day....
8,7,6,5,4,3, #2 cry, 1!

8,7,6,5,4,3, #2 cry, 1!

by Tracey Treat I received the call on January 30th. “You have breast cancer”. I immediately thought, this is not my first rodeo, I can do this. One lump, no sweat. I made my first calls and surprisingly, I was calm, calmer actually than the people I was telling. The...
#1 Rockstar by Tracey Treat

#1 Rockstar by Tracey Treat

The Definition of a “Rockstar” It was May of 1983. I was in 10th grade at Marple Newtown High School in Newtown Square, PA. I thought the world was literally going to end if I did not get to the Tower Theater in Upper Darby to see a new band called U2. It was a...
Are you there God? It’s me, Tracey?

Are you there God? It’s me, Tracey?

by Guest Blogger: Tracey Treat I thought I did everything right. I exercise, eat healthy, and do my very best to live a stress-free life. I’m on top of my health screenings, including a mammogram every year.  So, I repeatedly ask myself, how at 51 years old do I...
Life in Maintenance by Jodi Reich

Life in Maintenance by Jodi Reich

I guess I should start by pointing out that I have never written a blog post before, and that my husband and I are generally not sharers. For example, I went an entire year at a job without my supervisor knowing that I had a daughter, and not because I was hiding her...
Metastatic Parenting by Emily Garnett

Metastatic Parenting by Emily Garnett

When I was first diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer, I didn’t know where to turn. I was 32 years old, and my son had just turned two. We lived in a new town, knew no one, and felt unbelievably overwhelmed. Parenting a toddler is difficult under the best of...