I have been pondering lately as to why I write blogs about something that took place 7 years ago. Friends suggest it is a self – help cathartic tool and perhaps it is to a certain extent. A lot of people write about their cancer journey – some are funny, some serious, some interesting but … Continue reading No one told me losing my hair would hurt.
Macmillan asked 10 people who have all experienced cancer to read out real things people have said or asked about cancer. I related to everything they read out – I was told I was amazing, I was told I was brave, I was told I could do it and I could fight it etc. I … Continue reading Well-meaning words?
Last week I attended for the first time a yoga class titled " The awakening body." The approach invited us ‘to open to the totality of our felt tactile and sensorial experience moment by moment free of any agenda.’ Ellen, the teacher, guided us in meditation, simple postures, movement and breathing exploration, visualisation and dialog. … Continue reading Mourning my breasts
During one of my checkups post my diagnosis for breast cancer, I asked to be tested for the brca gene. The houseman laughed and said, "by all means fill in the application, but you will get nowhere." There was no family history of breast cancer; consequently, he did not believe I would qualify. I, however, had a gut instinct … Continue reading To tell or not to tell
When I finished my treatment for Breast Cancer, I was determined to do something with my life. I felt obliged to LIVE LIFE to the full. To find the job that ticked all the boxes for me and gave me satisfaction. Six years ago this month I went back to a job I did not … Continue reading Learning not to feel guilty
It will be fun and exciting is what I thought a day of modelling would be. I was wrong as it was so much more than fun and exciting. It was every positive adjective I can think of. At the beginning of the year, I got a call from Breast Cancer Care telling me … Continue reading My day as a Model