When I was diagnosed the shock took my breath away. I was 44 and had never known anyone with breast cancer and thought it meant I was soon to die. I grabbed tight to the 23rd psalm 'The Lord is my Shepherd" and reapeated that prayer, silently, as the Dr. gave me the news. Shortly after that I met women who were in the fight and many who were survivors. They were an inspiration and I began to learn about this complex disease.
My friends and family gave me encouragement and my faith grew leaps and bounds.Now it has been 14 years and although the cancer recurred, I am here to say that I am grateful for the lessons and value each relationship along life's journey. God is so good, all the time!
Orange, CA