I know people, in general, overcome adversity every day of the week. Whether it be illness, loss of a job, death of a loved one. These things happens to all of us.
I have a daughter-in-law who is fighting breast cancer. In today’s society I know that’s not rare. Plenty of women are fighting breast cancer or other forms of cancer in our society. Lots of women have put up a good fight and lots of women have won the battle. Denise fights this battle on a daily basis as she workes to keep her job, raise her our grandson, and keep her head above water, financially.
I don’t know all the facts surrounding the breakup of my son and Denise. I do know that he moved back home when he found out she had cancer. I know his medical plan covers her treatment. I also know that he’s never gone with her to treatment. He’s never experienced the lonliness she experiences fighting this battle without the love of a husband. It hurts me deeply to express all of this to an audience of strangers, to readers on Examiner.
Denise has recently inspired my husband who had emergency surgery for colon cancer in August. She calls regulary and gives him courage to face a similar type of treatment that he will endure over the next six months.
Denise has finished a full six months of chemotherapy herself, only to continue on radiation treatment for the next thirty-five consecutive days. She will have additional treatment that includes estrogen blockers, which will not end until sometime in April or May of 2012. One year after she first became aware of second stage breast cancer.
She is a brave person, a deserving woman of an award if there was such a thing as a Purple Star for Women with Cancer. She can certainly use the money that will be awarded from Examiner.
Denise is a surviver, someone to be admired. A girl, who at fourteen years of age, found out, totally by accident, that she was adopted. She explored all her options at seventeen, without her adoptive parents’ knowledge, to seek out her biological mother and father. A lawyer helped hr find them for free. She her biological father right before he moved away to North Carolina.
My husband and I live a two-hour drive from Denise and my grandson. I’ve sat with Denise on one occasion for a four-hour chemo session, two weeks before I found out about my husband’s cancer. I love her. I stay in touch. We talk on Facebook. I know her pain, as she expresses it freely to relieve the stress it causes her internally.
I hope Examiner reaches out and touches her life in a positive way.