I am the daughter of a fighter!
I am here to cheer you up and to tell you the other part of the story: the kids from women diagnosed.
I remember my mom (20 years ago) explaining us what cancer was about. “Was it infectious?” I asked, “Can I eat from the same spoon that you do mom?”
We went from eating meat and drinking coca-cola, to eating fish (which I still hate) and lemonade.
I remember her preparing the way to say goodbye, teaching me how to put the contact paper on the notebooks, teaching me the lasts lessons of Spanish orthography, and preparing my sister´s “quinceañera” (a big party for the Mexican girls celebrate their 15th birthday).
Back then, there where not as much as awareness and technology. After three years of struggle, when my sister was 15 and I was 9, God decided to take my mom to heaven. That’s when we moved with my dad to begin a journey of love and understanding.
Growing up without a mom is never easy, but I thank God we were (and still are) surrounded by loving aunts and family. So I am here to tell you please fight, fight, fight, and when you get tired, fight again, let the love be the winner.
So here is to you, all women who are fighting, please hold on to life, please kiss your children, enjoy the moment, you look gorgeous when you smile, and the hair will grow back. Please don’t get tired of loving, this is the best example you can give to your children, you will teach them how to embrace life.
The informational content of this article is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.
This story is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.