So we are finally starting to get some consistent Utah weather now. We got somewhere around 15 inches of snow the last two days and it was great. There is just something so beautiful about watching the snow twirl down from the sky, especially at night with only an outside light shining on it. I could watch it for hours given the time.

It made me look back at all the snow pictures I’ve taken over the last month and I stopped on the one above and it gave me pause. Why? Because it’s been a little over 3 months now since my book came out and it’s been just about that same amount of time that we’ve lived in Utah. Sometimes I think about the last chapter of the book and how I wrote that my mom and I only live 100 miles from each other now. Obviously, that is no longer true but it was when I wrote it. We actually had to go back and edit my bio of where I lived because I originally said Pennsylvania.

But God had other plans for us and that’s ok. We, as a family, have come to accept change the way most people accept routine. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love it here in Utah, but it does make things with my book a bit more challenging because I don’t know many people here. Back in PA, people knew me, my mom and our entire family and feel connected to our story. But when you leave your comfort zone of friends, it can feel like you are climbing a mountain, and the mountains around here are HUGE.

Although this book started as a journal, it now feels more like a mission; a mission I feel God set us on but that didn’t guarantee an easy ride. I feel God’s pull everyday to get our story out to more people because I feel like that’s what I was called to do and I want to do it to the best of my ability. I want to let people know there is HOPE. And boy do we need that in this day and age. We need something positive to grab on to and be reminded that even in the darkest of days, He is with us.

I am the first to admit is doesn’t always feel that way. Some days I wonder if I’m doing all I can to spread His message. Other days I feel like I don’t know what else to do. But then I get a message from someone saying that our story restored their faith, or gave them strength and I realize He is clearing a path, and my human eyes will never know all that He is orchestrating. With all that’s happened in our family, you wouldn’t think I would need any more reminders, but I still do at times.

And beyond that what should I be viewing as success with this book? Would I like to be on Oprah’s book club “must read list” or have a chat with Hoda and Kathie Lee and have them endorse it? Um, yes please. Those are lofty goals, but I have always been driven so if I am willing to put in the work to try to make it happen, I am going to go big for God.

But there’s where I have to be careful not to put what I view as success on my own shoulders. Would it reach more people to be on a national platform? Of course. Would I take Oprah’s call? Rhetorical. But what we must all remember, (myself included) is that each person has a designed path by God, not by us and if that’s meant to happen, He will be the one to open up the door. Of course, I can’t just sit back and wait for it, but I have to also keep a balance.

I can’t forget that every reader who is reminded of God’s love is the ultimate success. Every person who is touched by the miracles they read about that have  happened in our family, is another life and heart changed forever.

I heard an awesome quote the other day. “We are praying for God to move and He is waiting for us to get out of the way.” Humbling.

Now that I have put so much work into this book, it naturally makes me strive for a huge reach of people it will touch. I will continue to put in the time and do what I believe is in my power to get it to people everywhere and spread the word, but I will also be more mindful to look upward for direction instead of inward. When I rely on myself, there is always the possibility of frustration. But looking up, there is always that chance for newly fallen snow. (and for my Pennsylvania friends, sometimes even in April)

When I see the snow fall it reminds me of God’s cleansing spirit, of His perfection and that He is in control. And in looking at the picture of my husband snow blowing our driveway, it reminds me that  there are always times when you can’t see your path and it can make you feel defeated. But just wait, He will clear one for all of us in time.


“Cancer on Monday, Dead on Tuesday, Home by the Weekend” is now available at and a signed copy can be requested from Tricia by emailing her at


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