Every year in the beginning of May, I try to allow myself some space to mourn the loss of that pre-cancer life, the time when I could still try to rein in my anxiety and fears with a rational voice, when I could still comfort myself with statistics about the rarity of childhood cancer. But as the years go by, I have begun to slowly celebrate this time of year, and the rebirth and renewal spring represents.
Posted on: Sun, 11 May 2014 15:20:17 +0000
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