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WHEN CANCER CALLS – BREATHE IN. BREATHE OUT.

I wake up to a gray, dreary morning the day after Valentine’s Day. My 7 year old son rolling around in bed next me announcing what time it is and insisting I get up. I don’t want to. There’s an underlying force in me that just wants to stay put in the warm cocoon of my bedroom; the safe reassuring weight of my heavy down comforter. Five more minutes buddy. It’s been 3 days since my mom’s biopsy. Beneath that underlying force that keeps me curled under the covers is the looming thought, “Is today the day? Is today the day I find out my mom has breast cancer?” My mind drifts to the  ...