There was a day I would think of breast cancer and see my Grandmother. Philamena Maselli had breast cancer and when it traveled to here lung she was 54. I was a child who adored her grandmother. She did not want us to see her suffering. My mother and father would fill us in on her health and until her dealth we 4 grandchildren were forbidden to see her suffering. It felt cruel. I wanted to hold Grandma Fannies hand and have not ever stopped.
Today. I see breast cancer through new eyes. I suffer and I now know that my grandmother was so wise. Suffering should be done privately away from children. Breast Cancer is different. I saw the $2 million Victoria Secret bra today and I am still weeping. I am suffering. I have been a warrior, yet, the war haunts me still. I am falling apart again. I do not want my children to see my suffering. And, I understand my Grandmother Philamena Maselli for after the cancer is gone the war is not over.
This says a lot. You don't have to be strong all the time. No one can do that and survive. It is ok to be afraid and it is ok to show weakness. That just adds to your strength.
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