Breast cancer claimed and lost an activist on March 16th, but God Himself knows she was so much more than that. A loving family surrounded by scores of close friends lost a mom, a wife, a sister, a daughter and cherished friend.
Growing up, I was in constant denial regarding the size of my bra. I swore that I wore a 36C, when in actuality, it was more like a 38DD. Since I underwent breast cancer reconstruction my life has changed in many ways with my new set of breasts -- most of them good.