I’ll never be able to eat a chocolate croissant and sip espresso while I sit and look out at the Eiffel Tower. But I’ve been able to start carving pieces out of a bucket list from home, surrounded by family.
I could not know what was to come for that woman sitting in the oncologist’s office nearly two years ago. I don’t know what the future holds. And I often wonder when the next worst day will be.
A young marriage with metastatic breast cancer shatters the illusions of growing old together. But love and laughter will keep you connected through the darkness and beyond.
As a young woman with metastatic cancer, even at the breast center I was an outlier in a field of healthy people, with healthy breasts, receiving screenings for a disease they don’t fully understand.
One of the most difficult parts of living with metastatic breast cancer in my thirties has been the challenge of explaining my symptoms and side effects. I don’t always fully understand them myself.
