Perspective is important. We should all keep in mind that our problems could be worse, and that all suffering is relative. This can help us feel less overwhelmed by our own challenges, more grateful for our many blessings, and more compelled to empathize with and help others.

Now that my physical fight is long ago, my motivation is to help others get back up when they've been knocked down, and I will even include myself in that category.

A lot of people are talking about the idea of rebirth, resurrection, miracles, and faith following Easter weekend. They are themes often on my mind too, though perhaps for different reasons: On December 1, 2010, I was reborn. Sort of.

I yearn to scream, yet I must hold my breath. Even if I were to open my eyes, I would see nothing. I'm suspended in a vortex that overpowers my senses. I don't know which way is up. I have 45, maybe 60 seconds to figure it out, or I will die.

Most people assume that being done with treatment and declared cancer free means you no longer have a care in the world. That made me angry. I so badly wanted for them to understand what I was feeling inside mentally.

Battling insurance corporations who do not want to pay for that $8,000 a month chemotherapy drug you need to survive while you are also battling cancer, is tremendously taxing. Here are a few very basic tips I learned through my own struggles with illness and insurance.

Young adults face a slew of unique challenges when it comes to cancer -- from dating and sex, to finances, to career interruptions, to the fact that our cure rates haven't caught up with other age groups. We juggle all this while trying to stay alive at the same time.

I also used to hide that I survived Ewing's sarcoma (bone cancer) at 17 years old and myelodysplasia (bone marrow cancer) at 19. Now nearly 10 years cancer-free, rules help me live a complete and genuine life.

When 7-year-old Emma Whitehead's leukemia returned a second time, her prospects were not good. She had been battling the disease for more than a y...

Many times I've been asked why or how I developed acute promyelocytic leukemia at the age of 31 and almost five months pregnant. Healthy, thriving young adults aren't supposed to get cancer. The natural question is: Why? The question and the answer are loaded with emotions.