Author Feature: Kristin Kula

There aren’t many in this world who hasn’t been touched by cancer in some way. This book may very well help others…


Cancer and Finding the Strength to

Keep Going

by Kristin Kula

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Genre(s): Self-Help, Non-Fiction

Description: “Kristin Kula’s story about her aunt’s Cancer that has come back, and how she and her family are coping with the realization that she won’t be making it this time around.”

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About the Author


Kristin Kula was born on December 11th 1996. She spent her first few years of life growing up in Merrionette Park Illinois. But then after repeating first grade, her family moved to Bourbonnais Illinois. Where she currently lives. Kristin’s parents divorced a couple of years after the move, and now Kristin lives with her mom Lois Kula, and her older sister Katie Kula.

Due to family issues that took place when she was in 7th grade, Kristin now struggles with occasional depression, post traumatic stress disorder, and a Anxiety Disorder.

In may of her 6th grade year, Kristin was diagnosed with Asperger syndrome.

Now in her junior year of High School, Kristin is an author of more than nine books. She can write extremely well, and is making good money off of her books, which seem to be growing more popular. Four of Kristin’s books, Horror Story Collection, The Protectors Books One and Two, The Protectors Books Three, Four, and Five, and Same Love: Book One have all been crowned Amazon Bestsellers.

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Get Dirty

For those with their heads in the gutter, that is not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about the great outdoors. I’m talking about how easy it is for kids to forget about the beautiful world outside. I won’t sit here and say I’m not guilty of it. I grew up during an age when video games consoles were first born and it was exciting. I also knew what it was like to leave the house with my little friend and explore the neighborhood, as long as I was home by dinner time. And when my brother and I were at our father’s, we were free to wander the trails of the woods, so long as we checked for ticks before we came back in the house. I do my best to make sure my son gets a healthy mix, considering he’ll need to know the basics of a computer or tablet when he starts school. But I’d rather he create rather than relish in the creativity of others all the time.

For Father’s Day, we packed up the car and went to visit a friend of my husband’s. He lives, quite literally, in the middle of nowhere. It was fantastic! The dogs roamed the property with the chickens, the kids caught frogs and chased each other, and we had a casual cook out with new friends. When we got home, it was way too late for a bath, so I stripped the boy down to his Ninja Turtle Underoos and scrubbed him down right there in the kitchen.

“Did you have fun?” I asked.

“Yes!” he said quite confidently.

“What was your favorite part?”

He thought for a moment, tapping his little finger to his chin. “All of it!” he said, “But I really like the duck.”

Being out there made me miss my days of adventure as a child. We grow up and work so hard, sometimes we’re just too tired to do anything else afterwards. So today, the boy and I grabbed his butterfly net and a bucket and walked down to the stream behind our neighbor’s house. I wanted to catch him a polliwog, to show him how frogs look before they become frogs. But I suppose I’m a bit out of practice. Silly me didn’t wear my boots, so my Converse sneakers slipped on the banking and into the mud I went.

“What’d you do that for, Momma?”

Yep – he’s definitely my kid.

Until next time, polliwogs.

Man, I Love Distractions!

First off, a quick update. My mother-in-law, though doing and feeling fairly well, will soon need further treatment. We’re not really excited about it – and who could blame us? But she is strong and has a lot of support. My husband is taking her on a road trip to visit with her sister before she’s too tired to do so. She also keeps saying that she can watch our son again. But considering how much he wears me out, we’re quite sure she’s not ready for that. Right now, we’re just focused on her kicking cancer in the teeth.

And I just wanted to tell you all thank you – thank you for your posts and comments. Though I may not hit the ‘like’ button or remark on your blogs, I am reading them and enjoying the distraction from the day-to-day. You’re awesome – plain and simple.

Which leads me to my next distraction – a BRAND NEW book by fellow author and friend, Erik Gustafson. The best part? It’s FREE for a limited time!

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Genre(s): Horror, Science Fiction, Adventure

Description: “Trent’s grandfather vanished without a trace many years ago and now his brother has been found dead. Mutilated in a field. And the dead man’s son is missing. A fishing trip gone terribly wrong. Trent soon discovers that the guilty are beyond the law—light-years beyond the law. His quest takes him, his brother’s wife, and a small band of close friends to a haunting world he knows nothing about, to strike an impossible deal with the very monsters that tore his family apart.”

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Thank you again, everyone! Someday, I’ll get back in the writing game. But, as I always say, family first. 😉

Take care!

My Apologies

I feel like I need to apologize. I’ve been less than active lately. But family comes first.

Our family has faced a number of tribulations over this past year, ones we are facing together, ones we refuse to let overwhelm us. Honestly, I wake up some days and wonder how the hell we keep going. But we do. My husband gives me strength. I hope I give him some in return. But our son, aside from the fact that he is well immersed in his terrible 3’s, is probably the one empowering us both to stay strong. He is, after all, our little miracle. I’ve tried to tell you his tale a number of times, but always end up deleting it. Someday, you’ll hear our story. For now, I’ll give you the gist of what’s going.

My amazing mother-in-law, who watches our son while we work, is ill. She’s having surgery on Monday and will probably be laid up for about a month or more. It all depends on how it goes. My husband and I were each at work when we got the news and we both freaked out in our own way. He kept stepping outside to clear his head, only to realize there wasn’t anything he could but wait. I jumped in my car and went straight to her house. She had to meet with her doctor to arrange the surgery and needed someone to watch the kids, as our son is not the only child she cares for. I was used to one kid, not the multiple children under her care. Luckily, my husband’s cousin came over to help. I honestly have no idea how my mother-in-law does it. But she has a system and it works for her. When she was going through who eats what for lunch, she turned to see this look of lost of my face and laughed. “Just feed them,” she said. I could handle that.

A diagnosis of uterine cancer is never a good one. But they caught hers early. Stage One could most likely be treated with surgery alone. We certainly hope so. My son is with her just about everyday. He loves and needs his Grammy. We love and need her too. I’m proud to say I have three mothers – my momma, my stepmother, and my mother-in-law. They have each raised me in their own way, each taught me something about myself, and each have made me stronger just for knowing them. I need all my mommies. And husband needs his too. But the last thing we want is to see our son lose someone so close to him. That’s why we’re so hopeful of the prognosis. That’s why we’re doing all we can to stay strong – for him.

So, I’ll be getting in plenty of Mommy and Me time while we wait for her to recover. My boss is incredibly understanding, especially since he lost his own mother to cancer six years ago. I thought he was going to cry when I told him what was going on. But we arranged for me to work on my husband’s days off and my mother is setting things up to take him a couple days here and there so I can still bring in some sort of income. Luckily, she’s a nurse – an awesome one. She can explain things we don’t really understand and knows how to lift our spirits as we all face this from different perspectives.

I will pop in during nap times, maybe with a poem or some pretty pictures or just some small anecdote. So all I ask is that you bear with me while we get through this. And even though I don’t actually know any of you in real life, I gain strength from you too. And for that, I thank you.

Until next time, take care of yourselves and each other. 😉

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