October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
Both my family and my husband’s family have been significantly affected by breast cancer.
After Leah was diagnosed, she was told that if she survived the blood cancer for which she was being treated, she would have a significantly higher risk of developing breast cancer. The consultant warned her sternly to be very vigilant about breast self-examination.
I remember feeling physically ill as the doctor spoke these words to my fifteen year old daughter.
A girl I know lost a close friend very suddenly over the summer. Her and I bumped into each other over the weekend and I asked her how she was doing. On first impressions, you would think she was really well; she was tanned, smiling and warm in her conversation. She sent me a message through Facebook the next day, though. She explained that she had been feeling very low recently and that she felt she had been hiding away from the world.
“I guess I felt the pressure that I should be coming to terms with it by now,” she explained, even though her friend only died three months ago.
I understood the pressure she spoke of immediately, because I felt it when my wife died, too. From this experience, I now believe that many of clichés that follow a close bereavement only really serve to make a…
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