Cancer, Year One

Exactly one year ago today, my wife Robin was diagnosed with aggressive Stage III breast cancer at the age of 35. A diagnosis like that ends one kind of life, and in that moment and the following weeks, it seems like there won’t ever be a new kind. In our old life, we always knew we’d resolve whatever problems came our way. Suddenly we were thrown into a new life, one where the bottom can and does fall out. A life where making a five year plan feels like tempting fate. Time and plans became meaningless when every day we woke up wondering how we’d get through the day.

March 2018
March 28th 2018, the morning before the diagnosis
Spring, Port Chester, 2007

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