My mother had breast cancer when I was 10. Twenty years later, it showed up in her bladder and colon. I watched her struggle with treatments and pain. She died in 1996. So, when I was diagnosed with breast cancer, I was terrified! I was sure God had abandoned me.
I had a lumpectomy followed by 6 1/2 weeks of radiation. During that 3 month period, I was reminded every day of God’s great love for my by my students and their families (I teach Kindergarten), by members of my church, and by my family, especially our children, Andrew and Rachel, and my dear husband, Chuck.
Now, 2 1/2 years later, I’m healthy and ready to encourage and help others as they struggle with the challenges in their lives.