Cara Tompot

HuffPost — Imagine being told that all the things you plan, all the moments you hope to have and all the achievements you aspire to may not happen. That's what it is like when you hear a doctor say, "You have cancer."

HuffPost — While the first few months after a cancer diagnosis typically are the most challenging, there is a different struggle that comes further down the line in cancer survivorship. Instead of fear and worry, you're left with anxiety and confusion.

HuffPost — My mom has been battling cancer for most of my life. I was six weeks old when she was diagnosed with breast cancer. Every year, I've had to face the fact that this may be my last Mother's Day with her. It is a thought that terrifies me.

HuffPost — I was only six weeks old when my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. Since then, my life has been an endless cycle of "I'm so sorry to hear that" and "I know someone with cancer, too." When I was growing up, people would constantly ask me how she was doing.

HuffPost — For nearly five months, people around the country have been campaigning for or against Donald Trump. As one of the most polarizing presidential candidates of the century, we've watched debate after debate, commercial after commercial and repeatedly said, "Wow." There's no doubt certain aspects of Trump's beliefs are startling, overwhelming and offensive.

HuffPost — My mom and I are cancer survivors, and we adore birthdays. While many women dread their impending birthdays, my mom and I always welcome them as major events - annual milestones of strength, courage and tenacity. Year after year, we are reminded that we beat the odds. Today, I celebrate my 23rd birthday.

HuffPost — I was only six weeks old when my mom was diagnosed with stage III cancer. At a time when I was too young to help and too helpless to remember, she was told she may only have one year to live. At only 38, life flashed before her eyes.

HuffPost — In the early morning hours of June 12, my partner, Heather, jostled me from sleep after my phone buzzed. A cryptic text from a friend flashed on the screen: "Please tell me you are okay." I replied "I'm okay," but I had no clue what she meant - at first.