Me? I’ll be sitting alone in my kitchen eating a turkey sandwich, most likely, same as I do every year. But don’t feel sorry for me. I have plenty to be grateful for. My health, with continued remission, tops the list. All of you, my good friends, are right up there, too—along with the incredible, unexpected education I’ve gained late in life. Since my diagnosis, it sometimes seems that I’ve learned everything there is to know about breast cancer—about the disease itself. But there have been other lessons along the way: lessons I learned once I started blogging, precious lessons you have taught me. I learned how similar we all are, despite having different backgrounds. And how very different we all are, despite sharing similar postdiagnosis experiences. Thanks to you, I’ve had my eyes opened to the shameful inequity in fund-raising. I’ve come to know very little progress has been made in finding a cure for metastatic breast cancer, and that early detection is by no means a cure.
