Planting Kindness 

When I first found a lump where it didn’t belong (where does a lump belong?) I had no idea it was to become my ticket to a new and interesting detour on my life’s journey.

We’d recently moved from there to here, and I was already feeling like a stranger in a strange land. How would I navigate this uncharted medical landscape?

There, if I didn’t know who, I knew who knew who. Here, I needed Waze just to find my lost identity, let alone my missing sense of perspective.

Fast-forward to a few appointments, biopsies, surgeries, and multiple masked meetings later (there were still Covid rules in place), and I’m not sure what was worse: the diagnosis of cancer or the confusion that came with it.