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Martha writes about telling the children about cancer and her thoughts on being a mother as she copes with her own feelings of having breast cancer.
In this post, Martha writes about telling the children about cancer and her thoughts on being a mother.
[This is an excerpt from My Eye Fell Into the Soup, an account about cancer. The book is written in journal form—alternating between my entries and Martha’s. For more in the My Eye Fell Into the Soup series, Click Here]
November 12, 2006, Sunday
Martha wrote:
My days since Thursday have been about sleeping and talking and crying. Just four days ago, everything I thought about my life was different. How life seems changed even though it is not actually different in its essence from what it was on Wednesday. I had cancer then, too, but I did not know it consciously. I have always prided myself on being intuitive and having my intuition inform me. But, that somehow did not work in this case. Now Denis and I are conscious. And that changes everything. [Free Membership required to read more. See below. ]
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