Bad Week, Good Week ... Repeat
I can feel it creeping in slowly, stealthily, trying to take over my brain. It’s that pre-chemo anxiety. Before my breast cancer...
WE CANNOT DIRECT THE WIND
BUT WE CAN ADJUST OUR SAILS
Thomas S. Monson
I am a mother, wife, daughter, sister, cousin, niece, aunt and friend. I've made my living on television talking about what Canadians love to talk about... the weather.
I have HAD breast cancer. It is not who I am. It doesn't define me and it doesn't make me special. It is my adversary and as such it will challenge me like nothing has.
I think that's worth documenting.
Here is my story.
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