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Breast Cancer Stories: Letter To Grammy by Psoul(m): 3:19pm On Oct 12, 2015 |
Dear Grammy, When I was a child, you were a constant and beautiful force in my life. Days spent with you were precious and imagination-filled. Your love for reading, literature, and the arts have been one of the major factors that have inspired my life’s work. If you were here today, I would talk to you about many things. I know you suffered. I felt it in my bones as a child, but didn’t really know how to respond. I’ll never forget the day I realized you had only one breast. I’m guessing I was four or five-years-old — that day I saw how the doctors had scarred and left you bare. My heart throbbed. “Mom, what happened to Grammy?” I asked one day. “What do you mean Jen?” “You know, she only has one of those,” I pointed to my Mom’s chest. “What happened to her?” “Oh…well she had to have it removed. Her doctor found a lump and removed it to keep her safe.” I didn’t completely understand, but it pained me to know you had suffered. I wish I could have comforted you when you found the lump — when you experienced the pain of going under the knife. Born in 1908, by the time I was an adult you were already struggling with dementia. Had you been able to comprehend and answer, there were so many questions I would have asked. I wonder if you felt ashamed the first time your husband saw you with only one breast? Did you think of yourself as less of a woman? Did you feel supported? I remember your blue, blue eyes and kind smile. Your beautiful hands. Your love for me was always so tangible. I never questioned your adoration. I remember the last time I saw you when you were in your 90s. I arrived just in time to hold your hand into the early morning hours — before you took your last breath. With all my being, I tried to pour loving energy into your being, knowing following your death you would find wholeness again. Inside, I can still connect deeply with the child I once was — and my desire to protect you after I discovered your wound. Love Jen |
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