Colours of Strength

The diagnosis came in winter. The trees standing bare. Many women looking similar without hair, as we give what smile we can to support each other. We try to share any resilience we have ourselves.

Summer brings light, brings hope, the green on the tree. My son’s graduation and my last chemo treatment on June 27th. Two reasons to ring the bell in the hospital.

Autumn. Another treatment. Radiation this time. My peeling skin like the bark of a dry birch. We used to peel it off as children. That memory will now be different. On my skin some new colours, yellow and red from the burning, I wonder if the birch feels the same.

I will see another season.

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