The world knew my wife as a uniquely talented designer, a founder of a great fashion company, a beautiful, gracious, accomplished artisan. But the world knew little of her nine years as a cancer patient.
I had been trying to write my story for several years, haunted by one friend's comment. "Great," he had said to me, drinking a cup of coffee in my kitchen, "another memoir about a mother who dies from cancer."
Billions more are spent every year on research to find new treatments and cures for cancer. It's one of the most common diseases and one of the most costly. Why, then, is there so little focus on prevention?
You're almost there. You want to quit. In fact, 80 percent of your brain is sure you can. But 20 percent insists that you can't. How do you make it over to the other side without falling SPLAT on your face?