Little Bald Girl

At 28 I was diagnosed with breast cancer. After a double mastectomy and a fabulous bald herald from chemo, I felt the most powerful that I have ever felt. I knew the choices that I made would change my life but in a way that I never could have imagined. I felt strong and able. I discovered that my hair and breast were decorations and not necessary to make me a strong woman. My friends and family rallied with me to discover the new “me”. It was the most liberating and defining period of my life and I am thankful everyday for this journey. But cancer still sucks!