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Essays
Online exclusive, firsthand stories from supporters, warriors and thrivers everywhere about the cancer journey.
In his second essay for Cancer Wellness about his mother’s last days, Robert G. Margolis writes, “No one, I felt, is ever done doing what they want to do in their life, even after their life is done.”
Time is quantifiable when you’re living treatment to treatment, but life after cancer feels open-ended.
Most 10-year-olds find out how to make volcanoes in science class; I figured out boobs were just as sensitive and explosive.
I need to accept that when it comes to my sun safety, I am, finally, all out of excuses.
“During a late-August afternoon, about a month before she died, my mother and I recited a duet of suggestions for the inscription on her gravestone. Each one made us laugh.”
“If cancer has taught me anything, it’s that I cannot do it all myself and that I do not have to be strong all the time.”
