About Me

I am Kathleen Ann. House of Waterous. First of My Name. Goddess of Love and Loyalty. Devoted Yogi. Worshiper of Nature and Beauty. Lover of Dogs and Horses and All that is God. Ear for the Unheard. Voice for the Silenced. Student of Self-love. Survivor to Thriver
My greatest hope is to offer comfort, in the form of information, loving support, maybe some inspiration, with a little humor sprinkled in. I survived not only cancer but a tumultuous life, and I have learned so much about myself and how to go about healing. I am still here for a reason, and paying it forward would be my greatest gift, not only to others but also to myself. I know how it feels to be sick and alone and to have to navigate it all. Sometimes, just reading someone else’s account can offer a different perspective or insight into a topic or issue. My lifeline, while I was desperately searching for answers and support, was my online communities. I joined a breast cancer support group and other support groups that helped me to understand more about myself and my illnesses, both physical and emotional. Listening to people’s stories made me realize that I wasn’t alone, nor was I the first person to go through what I had been through. It validated my experiences and feelings. In the process, I felt seen and heard. Before I knew it, I was helping others, and that is what catapulted me forward. People would DM me asking for advice; sometimes just an ear would do. If I had been through something similar to what they were experiencing, I would share my own tribulations. People going through stressful situations find comfort in commonalities and camaraderie. You can feel mighty lost going through cancer treatment, and talking to someone who has had the same experience is reassuring. I hope to share my stories so that I can comfort or educate anyone who is lost or alone, no matter the circumstances. Hey, even if you’re not lost or alone, come on board.
I want to add that I was not totally alone on this crazy journey. I have an amazing circle of loving friends and family who supported me throughout. They took me to my treatments, helped me with whatever I needed, and comforted me when I was sick. But my boyfriend was living with me at the time, and I thought he was a loving and devoted partner until he left in the middle of it all. No warning or goodbye. The one person who should have been there for me as I was for him, betrayed and abandoned me. I was deeply traumatized. And even though my friends were always close by, I was now alone. I had to figure out how to keep going. I am not brave or amazing; I just had the will to survive. And not just to survive, but to strive to thrive. I wanted to try to become a better person, for others, but mostly, for myself.