The Sisters

I had breakfast with The Sisters this morning. Tanya surprised Debbie and me very special picture of the three of us (photos from our previous breakfast last fall).


We're just a trio of kick-ass breast cancer survivors. I think we all got past it enough to be OK with the word "Survivor". For a while, we all hated it. It's hard to explain why. If you've been there, perhaps you know. Cancer overtakes you and makes a place in every aspect of your life. It is how you are identified. It is what everyone thinks of first when they think of you. It is the subject that begins every conversation. Or so it seems. You have to remind people that there is more to you than that battle. It's part of what you are, not everything.

You need to get past it, away from it. Then you can look back at it and be a little more OK with where you've been. At least that's how it was for me. It's good to be just me again.

Look as us. It wouldn't DARE come back.

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