Coping with Cancer
by Marcia Renée Goodman
Standing in the specialty running store with my 25-year-old daughter Dani and my childhood friend Felice, I am in good fitness company as we survey the options of running shoes laid out before us. Dani was an All-American athlete in college. Felice was the fastest runner in our elementary school. Both have kept in shape. I, on the other hand, have slacked off in the fitness department over the last several years of cancer treatments.
by Barbara Center
I’d forgotten about my raven-black moccasins, still safe in their box on the top shelf of my bedroom closet. I’d forgotten about their rubber nonslip soles, the white and gold beads that gently adorn their black leather tops, and the trim – four inches of soft black fur – that hugged my ankles and lower calves.
by Dave Dravecky
Battling cancer is hard enough, but for many survivors, of which I am one, cancer leaves us with an even tougher battle to fight. That battle has to do with our identity.
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