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I've been away from my blog for a long time as Caring Bridge became my writing instrument of choice during my cancer journey.  I now am happily cancer free and much less angry than my last blog post would indicate.  The fury over losing my hair indeed was just a symptom of a much deeper anger within me.  Yet, breast cancer taught me many things.  On this side of it I can honestly say that it is perhaps one of the best things that ever happened to me.  Don't get me wrong.  I would never ask to go through it again, nor would I wish it on anyone.  But the experience of it and the outpouring of support that came from family and friends was amazing and eye-opening.  I hope to start sharing some of those experiences on here as I get back into the swing of blogging.

...and actually, I kinda like my super-short pixie 'do!  

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yokohamamama said…
((((Rachel!!!!)))) Huge hugs, and more hugs-- I haven't been blogging for a while (will get back to that at some point), so I just now found your comment on my blog!
I don't have a facebook account, but do have Skype. My email is
amyoyokohama at gmail dotcom. If you have a Skype account, email me and we can figure out a time to call and talk!

Anyway-- email me, 'cause I'm sitting here worrying about you now. Mom just had breast cancer, too, but they found it quickly, and it was treatable with surgery and radiation. Email me and call me-- I want to hear everything.
love, Amy
Emily Walsh said…
Hi! I just got reading through a few of your posts and I had a quick question. I am involved in the cancer community and was hoping you could email me back when you get the chance. Thanks! - emilywalsh688@gmail(dot)com.

Emmy

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