It sounds simple, but it’s hard to let go of the monster inside. I had breast cancer, and nothing will be the same.
Dear cancer here’s the truth: You suck. You are taking away my precious time and energy. You are taking up space in my head.
I celebrated 2022 with a breast cancer diagnosis looming like little black clouds (happy f**king new year).
Pages from my notebook on the search for equanimity in the midst of a breast cancer diagnosis.
Upon hearing the words over the phone: “breast cancer,” my heart skipped. The dark thing on the ultrasound was cancer. Time began to slow; my hands trembled.
Facing breast cancer with courage and strength. This story first appeared in the October 2013 issue of Rochester Woman Magazine.
We love to read and listen to stories because they create magic and bestow a sense of wonder in the world. Stories teach us about life, the human condition, cause and effect, and much more. We discover ourselves in stories, and inevitably we share what lessons we’ve learned with others.
What is poetry?