For the Ones We’ve Lost, and the Families Still Here

There are names I don’t write often because once I do, it feels too real.

This year, the cancer community lost far too many of our own. Fighters. Friends. Mothers. Daughters. Sons. People who showed up for others even while their own bodies were failing them. People who knew this road intimately and still chose kindness, humor, honesty, and love.

Cancer doesn’t just take lives — it leaves ripples. Empty chairs. Quiet phones. Children who wake up to a different world than the one they had before. Partners trying to figure out how to breathe in a house that suddenly feels too big. Families grieving while still navigating treatments, appointments, and the weight of medical bills.

Today’s post is for them.

For the ones we’ve lost.

And for the ones still standing in the aftermath.

In Honor of Tammy Lieberman

This effort is being done in honor of Tammy Lieberman — a name that represents strength, compassion, and a heart that never stopped thinking about others, even when life was unimaginably hard.

Tammy mattered.

Her life mattered.

And her impact continues.

Every donation made through this blog post will be used to purchase Christmas items for families currently being affected by cancer, in Tammy’s honor. Not generic charity. Not vague promises. Real help — gifts for children, essentials for parents, and moments of normalcy during a season that can feel incredibly heavy when illness is part of the story.

How You Can Help

If you are able to donate, thank you — truly. Every single contribution matters.

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All funds donated through PayPal from this post will go directly toward supporting families and children dealing with cancer this Christmas, in Tammy’s honor.

If you’d like to donate but can’t right now, sharing this post is just as meaningful.

If You or Someone You Love Is in Need

This space is also for those who need help.

If you or your family are currently affected by cancer and could use support this Christmas, please know you are welcome here.

Comment on this post or Email us directly with what your family is in need of (children’s gifts, household necessities, specific requests, etc.)

You will be added to the list. No questions. No judgment. You deserve care, especially now.

This Is What Community Looks Like

The cancer community understands loss in a way most people don’t — but we also understand showing up. We remember names. We hold space. We turn grief into action.

This is us saying:

You are not forgotten.

Your family is not invisible.

And the people we’ve lost are still shaping the way we love.

We carry them forward — in generosity, in remembrance, and in care for the families still fighting.

In Tammy’s honor.

Always.

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I’m Izzy

Welcome to mojo and the mess, This isn’t the blog I ever expected to write — but it’s the one I needed.

I’m Izzy, a twenty-something living (and dying) with terminal cancer, navigating the messy, heartbreaking, unexpectedly beautiful in-between. Here, you’ll find raw reflections, real talk, dog snuggles (shoutout to Mojo), and the unfiltered truth about what it’s like to face the end of your life before it really got going.

This space is for the ones who’ve felt forgotten, the ones who don’t know what to say, and the ones who are still holding on. It’s not always pretty, but it’s always honest.

Thanks for being here. You’re part of the mess now — and I mean that in the best way.

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