Hello dear family and friends,
Deb is walking through an incredibly difficult season right now. After being diagnosed with esophageal cancer last year,(I am so sorry if you did not know) Deb has endured 11 rounds of chemotherapy—and even facing hospitalization from the toll it’s taken—she is continuing to meet with doctors to determine the next steps in her treatment.
Right now, her focus needs to be on healing.
Because of ongoing treatment, Deb is unable to work, and the weight of everyday expenses has quickly added up. One of the most urgent needs is covering her annual home taxes so she can remain in the place that brings her comfort, stability, and safety during recovery.
This is where community matters most.
We’re coming together to help Deb stay in her home—so she can rest, recover, and focus on what truly matters: getting better.
Your support helps provide:
Stability – Keeping Deb in her home during treatment
Relief – Easing the financial pressure of overdue property taxes
️ Focus on Healing – Allowing her to prioritize recovery without added stress
Community Care – Surrounding her with tangible love and support
The amount listed will go directly toward helping Deb remain in her home during this critical time in her recovery.
If you’re able, here are a few simple ways to support:
Share this page with others who may want to help
Follow along for updates and continue lifting Deb up
Every act of kindness—big or small—creates breathing room for Deb to keep going.
And that truly matters right now.
The Beginning:
I want to take you back to where this all began… because what this journey has really been like is hard to explain in just one post.
The video above was taken about a month ago. I wanted to share my story in case someone else going through cancer could see they’re not alone.
I was diagnosed back in August after an endoscopy. My gastroenterologist found a tumor in my esophagus that had been growing for about a year.
From that moment on… everything became urgent.
I understand that—but what I didn’t expect was how little time you’re given to actually process what’s happening. It’s appointment after appointment, decision after decision, and you’re still trying to wrap your head around the word cancer.
At the beginning, the plan was 5 days of radiation for 5 weeks, no chemo, then surgery.
Then… it changed.
I was sitting in the waiting room for my oncology appointment when the radiation doctor called me. I told him I was there—and he came out to speak with me in person just to say there would be no radiation. No real explanation… just that it was off the schedule.
I felt a little weird we had that discussion in the waiting room.
So I walked into my oncology appointment already confused.
Next, I was told I needed to meet with a surgeon. They scheduled me with one locally, and when I got there, the doctor walked in and said,
“I’m not sure why you’re here.”
Honestly… I had to laugh, because if he didn’t know, neither did I.
He explained he doesn’t even do my type of surgery—but he could place my port when the time came.
That pretty much summed up that moment in my life… a lot of confusion mixed with “just keep going.”
A whole month went by. Nothing had actually started yet… but somehow everything was still “urgent.”
I later found out my insurance wouldn’t cover surgeons in my immediate area, so I ended up going to Orlando—about an hour and a half away.
When I met with that surgeon, he wanted to do another endoscopy to determine the stage of the cancer… because we didn’t even have that information yet.
In the middle of all of this, my oncologist decided to move forward with chemo—4 rounds, every other week.
I’ll be sharing pictures in my next update… because chemo did not like me at all.
And honestly… I didn’t like it either, who does, right!
This was just the beginning…
Next, I’ll share what chemo actually did to my body—because that part was no joke.
Much love to you all.
Deb
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