For those of you who know me, you probably also know that I enjoy a good pun, thus I always liked March 4th/forth, until three years ago that is.
Three years ago I was awakened by the phone in the middle of the night and told that my father had passed away. Within a few hours I was on a plane crossing two continents. I normally enjoy travel and plane rides, but not this one. This one was grueling. I had barely slept, but stayed awake the whole time. I couldn’t read, write, watch the in flight movie. Nothing. I looked around at the other travelers and wondered how everyone else could carry on with their lives when it felt like my world had ended.
I spent 6 weeks in Israel at the time with my mum and then on the day before I was due to go back to the States I discovered a lump in my breast. I’ve written about the fear I felt in my journey through cancer treatment in my story “The Big C” which is the very last one in the anthology Shades of Fear which was released just over a week ago. Please consider buying a copy – all proceeds go to pediatric cancer research and treatment.