May, 1998. The news no one in my immediate family wanted to hear. My mom, 49.5 years old, had breast cancer. I was 27 years old. I figured I had 22 good years left, before the cancer struck. I was doomed. It had to be hereditary. My grandmother, on my father’s side, had breast cancer …
Month: November 2013
Abuse, In Its Many Forms
People are often fooled. They believe that abuse won’t happen to their friends, their family, and most certainly not to them. They are wrong. Abuse, in its many forms, comes like a thief in the night, stealing a person’s innocence, her energies, and her self-confidence. Abuse steals life. And abuse isn’t only found in the …
LEGGO MY IGLOO 