A Journey With Breast Cancer
Apr
16

I don’t remember being scared or anything the first time, thinking back on when I had two lumps removed from my right breast. But I only had the history of my grandmother at that time. Now with having held the hand of my mother and sister both thru their surgerys, it’s a little more personal to me. I’m trying real hard to keep a positive outlook at this point, but it surely is kinda hard :) Thanks again!



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