My husband has given me permission to share this with you. He has been diagnosed with prostate cancer. He is already a survivor of bladder and kidney cancer. Had it not been for checkups for those, the prostate cancer might not have been found. Fortunately, it is contained and he will be able to do radiation treatments for it.
What makes this different is what it has taken to get where we are. It took a second opinion to get an actual biopsy. We already knew, but watchful waiting was not an option we agreed with, since an MRI has shown it had increased in size from when they found it a year or so earlier. A biopsy, multiple PSA’s, a genetic test, and several MRI’s gave us the information needed and a more thorough education on Prostate Cancer. After much vigilance and many different doctors’ appointments, we, finally, seem to be on the right track.
With September being Prostate Awareness Month, I am attaching a link to the Prostate Cancer Foundation, where my husband got some very useful information. Please, it is imperative that you be your own best advocate. As we keep being told, “Most men die with prostate cancer, not from it.” But, they can die. It is silent. Men–get checked. Women–make sure your men get checked. Don’t become a statistic!
I will always remember what I was doing on 9/11, not that it was anything significant. What is significant is that our lives changed forever that day. Our sense of security was destroyed. I wanted my family within arms reach forever. We, as a nation, gathered as one in a single purpose. Something I thought would never change. Time eased the pain and the fear, and a mere two decade later, we are so divided, we can barely stand one another. When our fellow citizens were faced with a deadly pandemic, we turned away, rather than work together. When our capital, and our very government, was attacked, we took sides–even the government took sides. I pray that, on this day or remembrance, we all look within ourselves and remember that once we were all a part of a single purpose, defending our wonderful nation and its amazing people.
Being born different led to the desire to create a place where being different would be considered normal. Hence, Ruthorford was created. And, like any good town, it’s grown. Each story stands alone and, yet, weaves more and more together. Embrace the difference. Come to Ruthorford where differences are celebrated.
I learned that spelling counts. For those looking for my alter ego, PLEASE spell it with one “n”, Shanon Grey. Otherwise, you will get something entirely different (which is okay, if that’s your preference). I, as Shanon Grey, write suspense, paranormal, and romance. #books#pseudonym
I don’t combine my work life and my author life. Friday, I was in a meeting with a group of leaders (much higher than me–I’m a worker-bee and somehow got put in as a representative for our department) when the head of the group said, “Jerry Hampton.”
I answered, “Yes ma’am,” thinking I’d either done something wrong or forgotten to do it at all.
She said, “I learned something today. Of course, I had to do a bit of sleuthing to find out, but I discovered that you are a published author, quite prolific.”
Then, she announced to the group my author name, Shanon Grey. She told us that when she saw me, she shouted, “I know her!”
Good thing I didn’t have my camera on because, at that moment, Shanon Grey was not in the building. Lol. I have to admit, I smiled for the rest of the day.
It’s that time of year again! Come meet your favorite authors, shop for crafts and goodies, and eat some fabulous BBQ. This Saturday, July 3rd, Moreland, GA! I’ve been lucky to be part of MCAA’s celebrations for years and always have so much fun and meet so many wonderful people. Please, come join us for some good old fashioned small town fun!
Hi everyone! Happy Father’s Day! Work and family had kept me hopping these last few months. But, fortunately, we are doing fine now. I’m back in Ruthorford, working on a new Ruthorford story where … wait, it won’t be a surprise if I tell you. Just know that it will have all the suspense, adventure, and romance my readers have come to love. So, dive into reading this season, enjoying stories where Shanon Grey weaves science with threads of magic.
For those that have enjoyed my stories of Ruthorford, you will notice that there are quite a few scenes that take place behind the Abbott Bed and Breakfast–where visitors and descendants, alike, dine under the willow by the creek that nearly encircles the town. A perfect setting for lunch, dinner, or a midnight tryst. I garnered my inspiration for the setting from Dunaway Gardens, located near Newnan, GA.
Unfortunately, the willow now only exists in the pictures I captured on a visit to the gardens, having been destroyed by a brutal storm that rampaged along a path of destruction through the area. I am lucky to have this photo. The good news is that those at Dunaway knew how much the wonderful tree was loved and are making every attempt to foster an offspring!