“If I bore you, that is that. If I am clumsy, that may indicate partly the difficulty of my subject, and the seriousness with which I am trying to take what hold I can of it; more certainly, it will indicate my youth, my lack of mastery of my so-called art or craft, my lack perhaps of talent…

  A piece of the body torn out by the roots might be more to the point.”

–James Agee 
My name is Amy. On April 11th, 2016, I was diagnosed with what they believed was Stage II Invasive Ductal Carcinoma (Breast Cancer). After surgery it was discovered that the cancer was technically an early stage III because of the number of lymph nodes that tested positive for micro/macrospic invasion-stage IIIa is still considered “early stage breast cancer”. 

Unfortunately it was discovered in November that the cancer had spread to my lungs. I am currently undergoing treatment for stage 4 breast cancer. I have more questions than answers at this point. 

Sometimes life throws a butt load of lemons at you. It’s a good thing I like citrus. 

I am also a classical singer who was recently accepted into the Chicago College of Performing Arts for the Masters Program in Classical Vocal Performance. Obviously, this cancer diagnosis has put a wrench in my plans but I’m trying to view this whole experience as a gift of renewal, so that I may take the lessons I need to learn and leave the rest behind.

This is an attempt to gather the shattered pieces of my soul, dust them off, and put them together with something lasting and unbreakable.
Photos courtesy of Jenny Berliner Photography