• What I'm really thinking: the woman with breast cancer

    8 days ago - By The Guardian

    I grieve for the family celebrations I may miss, growing older with my husband, having grandchildren There are days when I'm full of anger and sadness, and other moments when I appreciate the miracle of life. Every gesture, song or conversation now carries a deeper meaning. The intensity of hugging my husband and daughters is often unbearable, and I grieve every day for the life that cancer took away from me. Stage four cancer sucks optimism, hope and eventually even breath. It's like being in a very slow but inevitable fatal car crash that you replay in your mind over and over. At first...
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