When my cancer treatment was all said and done, I needed to believe, with no doubts or regrets, that I fought an intelligent and powerful battle. Cancer arrogantly barged into my life and temporarily shattered my heart. Not only that, it plunged my dear family into months of angst and uncertainty. But, like a rotating

The mountain climbing image I chose for this blog says it all. That’s how I felt starting radiation only four weeks after a double mastectomy that followed five months of chemo. I remember well how slowly time passed. But here I am two years later writing for you, and, as I often say and write,