This woman will lean on the support of friends and family, along with the love from her children to get through this extremely difficult time. She should have faith that she is going to fully recover and live a wonderful life.
She WILL recover and she will move on to better, happier, healthier times. She will be her normal self again (even better and stronger.) But it will take some time. If he stays, he is worth gold and it will mean the world to her.
I feel bad about a lot of things, including the fact that I sometimes feel bad about my body.
Almost every week, I feel like I hear about someone I know getting breast cancer.We both stand there bare-topped in our jeans and I explain the territory of my chest to him like it’s a map and I’m the tour guide. I am grateful that you seem to trust me enough to take a few first steps in that direction.”I cry when I read this. He understands me.*We make plans to visit a bookstore together in a couple of days, but I back out and tell him I’m feeling like I should slow things down.I ask if we can reschedule our date to the following week. We lie together in the cocoon of his bunk for five hours and make love for the first time with the wooden bulkhead inches above our heads, and the gentle movement of waves under us.It’s a horribly scary feeling, and I find myself feeling so awful for what the person is about to go through-surgery, chemotherapy, radiation, pain, stress, exhaustion, losing their hair, losing their breasts and the worst: fear.It’s devastating and sick and I hate the fact that no one has found a way to prevent this epidemic.