Breast Cancer’s Grip

My mother's story.

A little over a year ago, my mom called to tell me she had been diagnosed with stage III breast cancer. The steadiness in her voice and the positive outlook she inhabited set the tone for her year of treatment, which was consumed with doctor’s appointments and weeks of feeling miserable. She told me, “I don’t think you ever totally understand how much your body can fail you until you go through something like this.” In this last year, we became closer, and we’re thankful she’s now cancer-free. The following stories encapsulate her journey, from her perspective and mine.

 

breast cancer story

Part One:

A Pink Rose: Breast Cancer’s Grip

 

breast cancer story Nancy Rowe

Part Two:

My Mom’s Journey Through Breast Cancer

 

My mom and I posing in Tacoma

Part Three:

Cancer Research Saved My Mom’s Life

 

breast cancer story Nancy Rowe

Part Four:

After Treatment Ends, Life Goes On

 

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