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Yesterday was heavy.

A lot of moving. A lot of adjusting. Mentally, physically… it just felt like everything was shifting all at once. And I’d be lying if I said I handled it the way I thought I would.

I really believed I was prepared for this kind of pain. After everything I went through with my brother, I thought I understood heartbreak like this. I thought I knew what it looked like, what it felt like, how to carry it.

But what I’m realizing is… no two heartbreaks are the same.
Nothing can truly prepare you for loving someone this deeply and walking through something like this with them.

There are moments where I look at him and just smile like, “we’ve got this… we are going to beat this.” I feel it so strongly in my bones. Like there is no other ending for us.

And then there are moments where I completely fall apart. Where my chest physically aches for him. Where I would do anything to take even a piece of this from him.

Yesterday, he said a few things that just… stayed with me.

I was talking to the hospice nurse about how much I overthink everything… how my mind just doesn’t shut off. And in the softest whisper, he looked at me and said, “you do.”

Not in a way that hurt me…
but in a way that reminded me how deeply he sees me.
How well he knows me.
How gently he holds even the parts of me that are hard.

And throughout the day, he kept telling me to go do something. Step away. Clear my head. At one point I told him I loved him, and he said, “I love you more,” and we went back and forth like we always do.

And it hit me…

That wasn’t irritation.
That wasn’t frustration.

That was him still loving me. Still protecting me. Still taking care of me… even now.

I am in awe of him.

I always say it’s one thing to love Rob Bohacik…
but it’s a whole different thing to be loved by him.

And I am so damn lucky that I get to experience that kind of love.

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April 11, 2010.

The day after my birthday I was at a hometown bar with friends when Rob Bohacik walked through the door. I can still picture it like it was yesterday. White T shirt, jeans, and white Nikes. Your typical Rob.

The second he walked in I leaned over to my friend and asked, “Who is that?” Then I joked, “I’m going to marry that boy one day.”

At the time that was the furthest thing from reality.

We were both in other relationships and living completely different lives. But somehow we became friends. Real friends. The kind who stayed in touch, shared the same hometown circles, and kept showing up in each other’s lives.

Behind the scenes though, I had the quietest little crush.

Years went by like that until 2014, when everything shifted.

I was going through one of the biggest transitions of my life and Rob was patient with me. He waited. He listened. He showed up in the smallest ways. A simple text. A breakfast invite. Somehow always checking in when I needed someone the most.

And when we finally admitted what we felt, we fought hard to be together. Not perfectly. Not cleanly. But honestly.

I fell in love with him in a way I had never experienced before. The kind of love where you sit at dinner for hours just talking, ordering another appetizer because neither of you wants the night to end.

He became my best friend. The person I could share every dream, fear, and emotion with.

And all these years later he is still the same man.

The man who opens my car door every single time I get in the car. Even when we are fighting. Sixteen years later he still opens that door.

Every morning I wake up to a cup of coffee sitting next to my bed.

And every morning I get the same text.

Good morning beautiful.

This man has loved me at my best and at my absolute worst.

And somehow he still chooses me.

That day in a hometown bar I joked that I would marry him one day.

Turns out my heart already knew.

He was my soulmate.

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Yesterday we met with Rob’s new oncologist, and for the first time in a while, we left feeling relief.

His bedside manner is completely different. He was thorough. Informative. He took his time. It felt collaborative. It felt thoughtful. And when you’re navigating something this heavy, that kind of care matters more than I can explain.

After reviewing everything, he believes Rob may have become resistant to FOLFIRINOX, which could explain why we haven’t seen the progress we hoped for. Instead of continuing something that may no longer be effective, he wants to pivot.

The new plan is Gemcitabine (Gemzar), an IV chemotherapy commonly used for advanced pancreatic cancer. It works differently than FOLFIRINOX and targets the cancer in another way — a fresh strategy instead of forcing something that may have run its course.

We’ll likely begin Monday or Tuesday while Rob is still in the hospital so they can monitor him closely as he starts. That extra layer of safety brings me peace. The plan moving forward will be three weeks on, one week off, and no pump at home.

But beyond the chemo names and treatment shifts, what stays constant is who Rob is.

You know when you marry someone and you just know he’s going to be a great dad? That steady, protective, selfless kind of man? That’s Rob. And even now — in the middle of hospital days and hard conversations — he is still thinking about me and Ava before himself.

He asks if we’ve eaten. He tells Ava he’s proud of her. He checks on me. He worries about how we’re handling this. He carries us emotionally even when his body is exhausted.

I am so unbelievably proud of him. The way he’s fighting. The way he shows up. The way he refuses to let this steal his tenderness, his humor, his role as a husband and dad.

This season is hard. But watching him love us through it? That part is unwavering.

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I’ve cycled thousands of kms. I’ve raised tens of thousands of dollars. I’ve shed hundreds of thousands of tears. Nothing will bring my mom back. 💔

But we have, and will continue to, move the needle on survival rates for pancreatic cancer.

Why I continue to do what I do:
💜A pancreatic cancer diagnosis is still a death sentence
💜Survival rates past 5 years continue to hover around 10%
💜Pancreatic cancer receives under 2% of cancer research investment

As I took the day to reflect yesterday, on #worldpancreaticcancerday, I thought about all the amazing support given by so many of you over the last 6 years…
The messages of encouragement, the donations, the tears alongside me. You have touched my heart & and together, we have made a difference in so many peoples lives.

In honour of my mom, and countless others I love, I choose to continue the work. I choose to pedal the kms. I choose to push forward and utilize the health & strength I have to fight for those who can’t.

Thank you to @pancreaticcancercanada @pcnaorg and to the @7days_pcc cycling event for all the incredible effort over the years.

To the amazing humans I’ve met on this journey, I love you. We are a riding family for life. I look forward to continuing to cycle, raise awareness & fundraise for cancer alongside you.

To those struggling, know I’m here for support. Do not hesitate to reach out. You are not alone in this.

More to come for 2026!

Peace, love & health to all.
Always. 💜

#pancreaticcancerawareness #pancreaticcancer #PancreaticCancerCanada #PancreaticCancerNorthAmerica #7daysinmay #advocacy #cancerresearch #volunteering #whatlifeisabout #givingback #rideon #cyclingforsurvival #forthosewhocant #foryoumom #loveliveinspire 🚴🏻‍♀️💜🕊🤍

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Some seasons flip your world upside down, and somehow you still find pieces of yourself showing up in places you love. For me, that place has been Crown Point Living Magazine and the Michigan magazines I write for. Being able to work from home and create has truly saved me in ways I never expected.

I’ve poured my heart into every issue this year, but this month’s story is different. This one is ours. November is Pancreatic Cancer Awareness Month, and I was able to share an article about my husband and the fight he’s walking through every single day.

If there’s one message I want to scream from the rooftops, it’s this: early detection matters. Pancreatic cancer hides. It whispers. It’s easy to miss and even easier to ignore. Please don’t. Ask the questions. Push for the tests. Don’t brush off the symptoms you “think” are nothing. Rob was only 43 when he was diagnosed, and while his cancer is genetic (linked to the BRCA gene), I’ll always carry the ache of wishing I had understood more, sooner. I never want another family to be blindsided the way we were. Awareness truly, genuinely saves lives.

A huge thank you @capturedmomentsbynicole_nwi for the photos we used—these are by far my favorite photos of our family. They feel warm, real, and exactly who we are in this moment of our lives. I’ll cherish them forever.

And to BVM @bestversionmedia —thank you for giving me the space to share our story and for supporting us through these last few months. I hit my one-year anniversary with you in January, and I’m so grateful for everything ahead.

Life looks different now, but I’m still here. Still writing. Still fighting. Still believing that sharing the hard stuff can help someone else get checked earlier, ask sooner, and feel less alone.

#earlydetection
#pancreaticcancer
#pancreaticcancerawareness
#fuckcancer
#november

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We are so close—Wednesday is the day we finally get the vaccine. And while part of me feels like the days are dragging, I also find myself pausing, because I know one day I’ll look back and want to remember this exact place and time.

Anytime I travel—whether it’s a new city, state, or country—I take what I call my “appreciation moment.” It’s never planned. It’s that quiet moment when I just know… I stop, take a deep breath, look all around me, and remind myself how lucky I am to see what I’m seeing, to stand where I’m standing. There are people in this world who will never get the chance to experience places like this, and I never want to take that for granted. I’m so extremely grateful for the career that has led me to some of the most beautiful places all over the world.

Being here in Germany has been surreal—surrounded by beauty, history, and culture—yet most of our time has been consumed with cancer talk, doctor’s appointments, sickness, and pain. At times I almost feared this place would only carry those memories for me. But when I stop and take in the moments—the rain falling outside my window, neighbors tending to their gardens, people gathering over coffee—I’m reminded that beauty is still here. Life is still here. And even in the hardest season, there are still moments worth holding onto.

Rob has been so sick and uncomfortable, but even in that heaviness, we have grown closer as a family. Ava and I have grown closer too, and I couldn’t be more thankful for this time, as hard as it’s been, because it’s ours. These days may not look the way I once imagined, but they are shaping memories I will never forget.

So yes, I am waiting for Wednesday with everything in me. But I am also here, in this moment, watching the rain, holding gratitude, and reminding myself that even in the hardest places, there are reasons to pause, breathe, and be thankful. 💜

P.S I wonder if Taco Bell misses me as much as I miss them. 😉

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Wind, rain, sun... and 1,100 km later. 7 Days: Cycling for Survival brought together a community like no other — riders, volunteers, sponsors, donors, and supporters who gave everything to change pancreatic cancer outcomes.
The ride is over, but our mission continues.
We’re still racing toward our $400,000 goal — because awareness alone won’t save lives. Every dollar gets us closer to making pancreatic cancer survival a reality. #7days2025

Donate now: http://7days.bike/

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Wind, rain, sun... and 1,100 km later. 7 Days: Cycling for Survival brought together a community like no other — riders, volunteers, sponsors, donors, and supporters who gave everything to change pancreatic cancer outcomes.

The ride is over, but our mission continues.

We’re still racing toward our $400,000 goal — because awareness alone won’t save lives. Every dollar gets us closer to making pancreatic cancer survival a reality.

Donate now through the link in our bio. #7days2025 #7days #survivalnotsympathy

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@7days_pcc is less than 2 weeks away, and we are only 28% away from our $250k fundraising goal! Riders like Waheed Hirji of Vancouver, BC are turning loss into action by cycling in the event and raising funds for critical #pancreaticcancer research. Show your support and help us #raisetherate of survival by giving today. Click the link in our bio to learn more.
#7daysinmay #7daysvirtual2022

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With #7Days just one week away, even the littlest cyclists can help change the future of pancreatic cancer.

Families in our community can get $25 off any @pedalheads bike program in Ontario using code PCC25. For every registration, @pedalheads will donate $25 back to @pancreaticcancercanada. To support our 7 Days cyclists as they gear up for their epic 1,100 km ride. And help us change this disease from a death sentence into a survivable cancer.

Offer valid until June 30, 2025. Learn more at pedalheads.com/ontario

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#7Days2025 is officially 6 months away! From May 26 to June 1, 2025, join us for an unforgettable cycling adventure to raise the rate of pancreatic cancer survival. Whether you’re riding for a day, a week, or virtually, pre-registration is now open! Together, we can set new records and drive progress for the world’s toughest cancer. Reserve your spot today by clicking the link in our bio.

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