Every two weeks, I had been returning to the infusion center at Georgetown. Outside the window, I watched the ongoing construction project. Inside the hospital, I’m hoping for tumor destruction, as measured by lab results and scans. Until January, progress had been more of a mixed bag than advancement like the building’s. Now, growth and…

When I wrote to my West Point women classmates about my sense of disbelief after receiving what seemed like a surreal diagnosis, I described it as feeling like I had been “abducted by aliens.” I looked the same on the outside, but covert cells with evil intentions had invaded. West Point cadets would occasionally plan…

I’m not as big a fan of Harry Potter books as my grandchildren, but I do know that Harry was orphaned and relegated to sleeping in a cupboard under the stairs. After his parents were murdered, Harry’s mother’s sister grudgingly agreed to raise her nephew. While Harry had a place to live with his aunt…