Every year I hear about a friend or family member that is going through breast cancer. I want to do whatever I can to help them and to put an end to breast cancer soon! This year I am painting a child’s chair. The child that sits in this chair and the generation to follow I want to grow up without ever hearing the words “breast cancer” and see breast cancer as Polio is to us. Was here, a terrible thing, found a cure and long gone.
Since my initial diagnosis, my survivorship has been about . . .
Keeping my faith. Doctors, self, others.