The Ties that Bind Us
It didn’t matter where I was. A room full of women at a support group. Sitting next to a “young-ish” woman in my oncologist’s office. Alone in front of my laptop. We’d find each other. They were there, these women like me who heard they had it — that word. That word I hate giving… Continue reading
Diagnosed 5 days before my 45 birthday with Invasive Ductal Carcinoma, Stage 1, ER/PR+, Her2-. This was 9 years after losing my mom to breast cancer, so in a way, I wasn’t surprised. A bilateral mastectomy followed by reconstruction, oophorectomy, and years of Tamoxifen & Letrozole would follow all while being a wife and mom to two young boys. My mission now is to take control of what I can. For too long, I let life happen to me. Time to have it happen FOR me. I hope you’ll come along. These are my thoughts and stories.