Me?

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I love words. I cuddle with them. I like them. A lot. (Which is always two words, and never one.)



I’ve been a copywriter since graduating from Stanford in 1988. But that’s not who I am.



I have one child, a son, which means I am a mother while also being a wife.  But that is not who I am.



When Hans was just 13-months old and I was only 33, I found a strange pea-sized lump under my left armpit that changed everything. That was 23 years ago now. I'm not a huge fan of the word “survivor,” because that is not who I am.

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I mean, I am surviving. I just don’t like the label.



I drive an old German convertible sportscar, because life is short.

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I live in Marin County, California. While being a spectacularly beautiful place, Marin is also the breast cancer capital of America. So I've learned to take the bad with the good.​

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Ask me any day. Life is good.

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