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When fear knocks….


A few days ago I was talking with my mom and shared with her a question that I had recently been asked: “How do you stay out of fear of recurrence or fear of cancer in general after your cancer diagnosis in 2023 and reaching NED (no evidence of disease) in 2024?”  

When I was first asked this, my initial thought was “wow, that’s really hard to answer” and then a nano second later I remembered that it wasn’t hard at all: My God is bigger than cancer so my faith must remain bigger than my fear! That’s it! For me, it’s that easy! 


Let’s be honest, when I was diagnosed with stage 3 cancer in 2023, fear came in fast and heavy. It sat in my chest like a weight, whispering worst-case scenarios and “what ifs” every chance it got. I think anyone who has heard the words “You have cancer” knows exactly what I mean. Fear tries to claim your future before you even have a chance to fight for it.


But somewhere along the way - between doctor visits, alternative therapies, prayers, and the quiet in-between moments—I made a decision:

My God is bigger than cancer.

💫 Bigger than scans.

💫 Bigger than side effects.

💫 Bigger than statistics.

And if I truly believe that, then my faith must be bigger than my fear.


Now, living NED since May of 2024, fear still tries to sneak in.  It still knocks. But I’ve learned I don’t have to answer the door.


Instead, I meet fear with faith. I remind myself that God didn’t bring me through the fire to leave me trembling in the ashes. He’s still here. Still healing. Still holding my future in His hands.


Some days I speak Scripture over my body. Other days I step outside and soak in the beauty of this life I’ve been gifted—a life now lived full-time in an RV, exploring the mountains, the rivers, and the quiet places that remind me how small cancer is compared to the greatness of our God🙏🏼


❣️I don’t pretend the fear doesn’t exist. But I choose to live in trust.

❣️I choose to believe that peace is possible—even after cancer.

❣️I choose to walk forward, knowing that every moment I get is a miracle.


Cancer may have touched my body, but it can’t touch the promises of God. And that is how I stay out of fear. Not because I’m superhuman. But because I’ve learned to lean into the One who is.


If you’re still in the fight or living in the tension of “what if,” know this:

You’re not alone.

✨Your story isn’t over.

✨ Fear doesn’t get the final say—faith does.


Today, I’m writing this post as someone with no evidence of disease. Those words changed everything for me, not just medically, but spiritually and emotionally.  God healed me and He gave me the nudge I needed to do it His way.  After surviving cancer, I knew I couldn’t return to “normal.” I didn’t want normal. I wanted peace. Depth. Adventure. Presence. Healing in every sense of the word. 


If you’re in the thick of it right now—diagnosis, treatment, grief, or fear—I want you to know: there is life on the other side. And it can be more beautiful than you ever imagined.


Every day is a reminder that healing doesn’t end when cancer treatment stops. Healing is how you choose to live everyday. This blog isn’t just about squashing fear, It’s about reclaiming your life today in spite of fear. It’s about saying yes - yes to faith, to freedom, to the deep joy of being alive.




I’ll close with a verse that God has been putting on my heart.


Timothy 1:7 (NKJV)

For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.


Until next time…..keep joy in your mind and in your heart ❤️ 


Much love and many blessings, 

Ali 

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