Rachel Platten - Fight Song (Official Video)

Gah!  This song brings tears to my eyes even after listening to it 5 times!  My new theme song...

Kiery Celeste Choate: A Miracle Baby

This is an incredibly touching music video my sister, Lydia Hansen created that beautifully captures the journey Kiery and I and our family have been on this past year as I've fought breast cancer while pregnant with her. The doctors old me to abort her as I was risking my life to keep her but I knew tat if there was a chance for both of us to make it, I would take it. Please share this video so that it may bless and enlighten others to the possibility that breast cancer can be fought while pregnant. Thank you and my deep gratitude to Lydia for creating it.

Tiny Doll Dancer composed by Dana Hansen and dedicated to Heather and Ki...

This is a song my dad wrote for me as a baby. Now, he dedicates it to me and my baby, Kiery who fought with me while we went through cancer treatment together during my pregnancy with her. Kiery is 3 months old now and healthy and well! This song brings tears to my eyes...every time. Thank you, Dad!

Our Interview with Mormon Channel

We were deeply honored to do this interview with Mormon Channel.

You can listen to it here!

Our interview with CBS 4 News

This interview had an amazing international outreach, finding its way to websites, blogs and news stations in Australia, England, Singapore, Canada and the U.S.  We are overwhelmed and grateful that our message of choice and hope reached so many!

Watch it here!

Thank you for your support.  I wish you happiness and abundance!

The Perfect Gift

February, 26, 2015

I am so filled with peace and a motivation to change that I cannot sleep despite the nausea and effects of the chemotherapy.  Today is the first day of the rest of my life.  It is a precious gift and I’m not going to waste it.  Yesterday, I held the hand of my dying friend, Mary.  The Spirit and a deep sense of love and peace was so strong, you could literally feel it vibrating in the air.  Holding her hand and feeling that love, acceptance and eternity of her soul was one of the most beautiful moments of my life.  Mary is a magnificent soul.  She has lived a life of trial and hardship, but she has lived it with faith, diligence and charity.

It struck me so deeply of the beauty of a well-lived life.  Here was a woman who was not afraid to face death, who was not plagued with regret over her standing before her eternal Creator.  Her complete serenity has inspired me.  It has caused me to ask, “How do I want to feel on my death bed?  What do I want to leave behind?  How do I want to feel as I know I soon will return to my God and Savior?”  I am determining now, in this very moment to live so I too may have that peace.  So that I too will know my Savior as my redeemer and friend and have a clear conscience before him.  So that I will look back on my life and see the pure love that I had for my husband, my children and my brothers and sisters here on this earth.

Death can be beautiful and witnessing the end of a mortal life carries a very valuable opportunity for us.  It gives us the chance to remember that we are not immortal.  We too will someday find ourselves there.  It’s a guarantee.  It gives us the chance to reflect upon our own lives, our own standing before our Eternal Father.  It gives us the ability to recognize the incredible gift of a new day, another chance to breathe, to change and become, to start over and move forward.  And that is what I am going to do.  Today and every day.  I will not procrastinate becoming the person I want to be, the person I know will be able to look up into my Savior’s face, clean, perfected and holy.  I will be that person today.

Chemo is kicking my trash- so I'm fighting back!

Snuggled under a blanket with Kiery listening to Michael Buble.  I've spent most of the past two days this way.  It may not look like it, but this is me fighting.  Chemo sucks.  Period.  I sleep 14 hours a day and that doesn't seem enough (poor Ben!).  When I'm up, my head is foggy, my stomach is nauseous and my body tingles all over from the chemo attacking my nervous system.  I thought I'd feel better by now, it's been three days since the infusion after all, but I don't.  I'm at that point of breaking down.  I don't want to do this anymore and I have so long still to go.  Letting it overwhelm me would be easy.

I've learned its okay to cry.  It's okay to admit I'm weak, because that in itself is a strength.  But I'm also going to fight back.  I'm going to see that there's a purpose in my suffering, even if its only to entertain my clouded brain for a while, but maybe, I can help someone else in sharing my story.

It may be cheesy, but I made this graphic of one of my favorite quotes from Henry Ford to help lift my spirits today and maybe it will lift others as well.  I determined I would do my best to work out six days a week even while recovering from the chemo.  While on the treadmill, these words keep running through my mind, "I think I can, and I'm right."  It would have been easy to say, "I'm too weak.  I'm too sick.  This hurts too much.  It's too hard."  And I would have been right.  I wouldn't have done it.  But I told myself another story.  "I am strong.  I can do this."  And so I did.  Watch the stories you tell yourself.  If you don't like the plot, change it.

Sending love, health and happiness your way.