When I began cancer advocacy, my kids struggled with it a bit. They wanted the word cancer out of our lives, they wanted to forget cancer. They didn't want to talk about it, they wanted to leave cancer behind. Then they would come in my room and see me working on my appendix cancer web site. I was always emailing cancer patients and always talking to cancer patients on the phone. Cancer never seemed to be over. They wanted to support me, though, so they reluctantly let cancer remain a part of our household, they let it become part of our everyday lives.
We are very close, my kids and I, and we respect each other and can talk about anything. They tell me things I never would have told my mother as a teen. We have great talks. We make a point to spend one-on-one uninterrupted time together often, we don't take each other for granted. My husband and I treasure time we get to spend together as a couple. My husband is able to help husbands of cancer patients he meets as a surgical nurse, he knows how they feel waiting for pathology reports. We are all better people with better perspectives because of the really difficult time we had together as a family. It was a really tough experience, but wasn't all bad in the end. Good did come of it.
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