When I was 21, my late husband told me, This is my train, and youre welcome to ride it. If at anytime you dont like the destination, youre free to get off, but overall, you wont find a better ride anywh
The other day, I met a woman whose mother, sister and aunt had all been diagnosed with breast cancer.
Once again, we’re in Las Vegas while my husband plays in the World Series of Poker.While Las Vegas has always been an adult Disney land, the adults seem to be getting younger
Did you know that almost twenty-five percent of husbands leave their wives after they are diagnosed with breast cancer? Statistics say many of those marriages are in trouble to begin with, although when roles are reversed, only three percent of women leave their husbands. It makes me wonder what part of in sickness and in health do men not remember? I know of a man who left his wife after her diagnosis. Not only did he abandon her, he left their 10-year-old son and 13-year-old daughter to become their mothers primary caregivers. What kind of man does that? What kind of message is he sending his son? Another breast cancer husband I know was so unsympathetic during his wifes chemotherapy he actually told her to take an aspirin and snap out of it. OK, so most men were not raised to be caregivers, or they want their wives, girlfriends and mothers to take care of them. In addition they may be afraid of acknowledging their mortality and yours, and they may be afraid of how breast cancer will affect their sex lives. Notice I said their sex lives.
When I was 12, my father died of cancer. People didnt talk openly about cancer then except for occasionally whispering the C word and certainly not in front of the children.
Did you know that almost twenty-five percent of husbands leave their wives after they are diagnosed with breast cancer?
Like many women, Ive faced adversities in my life: A womanizing father who was emotionally unavailable and died when I was 12; a mother who is mentally unstable and for whom I became the parent and she became the daughter, and a husband who died when I was 37. For most of us, serious life events empower and make us more resilient. Our survivor instincts kick in, and we find our way through the fog and somehow, move forward with our lives.