The Softening

The first time I had breast cancer was when I was 48. It was invasive and had spread to my lymph nodes . I had no idea of the outcome. Up until then I had a very tough and independent approach to life and challenges. I was always the care giver and helped anyone in need. What I discovered when I had cancer, that accepting help from others brought them joy. Accepting help was not a sign of weakness but came from acceptance. Being soft can be a sign of true strength. Being vulnerable is admitting being human and connects me to those around me in a deep and meaningful way.

Dear Catherine, I went through breast cancer treatment as well at age 53. It truly is a humbling experience to soften and to be able to slow down, to accept help when needed, to go within and explore myself. At one point, I felt I was a shadow, disappearing and did not fear death. It was OK. I wish you well and a healthy life! Thank you, for sharing

Some avenues to growth can be so difficult. Congratulations that you both made the avenue so worthwhile. I sure agree that softness can be true strength. Thank you for sharing.

Thank you, David. Namaste~