When I was diagnosed with breast cancer in April of 2011, I had been unemployed for two years. During that time, I worked part time as a substitute teacher, all the while hoping and praying for the teaching position I knew God had for me. I was discouraged and depressed, and I desperately wanted to relieve some of the financial burden from my new husband. He was valiantly providing for our newly blended family, without complaining, but it was difficult to make ends meet ea