
Dear 29-Year-Old Me
Good job on your twenties! You’ve made some bold and brave decisions. Even better, you’ve had some spectacular failures and learned so many things.
Good job on your twenties! You’ve made some bold and brave decisions. Even better, you’ve had some spectacular failures and learned so many things.
By the time I was 35 I’d had three scares. Every time I’d had a mammogram, I’d had a lump. Every time it was followed by an MRI and a biopsy, and days of terror.
This year I decided to do something outside of my usual support for Breast Cancer Awareness Month—I was invited to take part in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure®.
I’m walking in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in San Francisco on Sunday, September 30th starting at 8:30 PM.
People are talking more about teen cancer than they were 25 years ago when I was being treated. But it’s still not enough.
Good job on your twenties! You’ve made some bold and brave decisions. Even better, you’ve had some spectacular failures and learned so many things.
By the time I was 35 I’d had three scares. Every time I’d had a mammogram, I’d had a lump. Every time it was followed by an MRI and a biopsy, and days of terror.
This year I decided to do something outside of my usual support for Breast Cancer Awareness Month—I was invited to take part in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure®.
I’m walking in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in San Francisco on Sunday, September 30th starting at 8:30 PM.
People are talking more about teen cancer than they were 25 years ago when I was being treated. But it’s still not enough.