I CALLED MY FAMILY TO SHARE THE NEWS THAT I HAD BREAST CANCER. MY MOTHER’S ONLY RESPONSE? “WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR COUSIN’S BRIDAL SHOWER.” I WENT THROUGH CHEMO AND LOST MY HAIR IN AN EMPTY APARTMENT. DAYS LATER, THEY SHOWED UP AT MY DOOR—NOT WITH FLOWERS, BUT WITH A CAR LOAN FOR MY SISTER. THEY WANTED MY “GOOD CREDIT” BEFORE THE CANCER TOOK IT.
When I called my mother to tell her I had breast cancer, she picked up on the third ring and lowered her voice as if I were interrupting something important. …
I CALLED MY FAMILY TO SHARE THE NEWS THAT I HAD BREAST CANCER. MY MOTHER’S ONLY RESPONSE? “WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR COUSIN’S BRIDAL SHOWER.” I WENT THROUGH CHEMO AND LOST MY HAIR IN AN EMPTY APARTMENT. DAYS LATER, THEY SHOWED UP AT MY DOOR—NOT WITH FLOWERS, BUT WITH A CAR LOAN FOR MY SISTER. THEY WANTED MY “GOOD CREDIT” BEFORE THE CANCER TOOK IT. Read More