The conversation with my daughter was the hardest one I've had. The topics were gut-wrenching. But shining the light on them, on this disease, on what happens next, is the only way I know to cope, to help, to keep going.
I try to go through my days right now as normally as I can. But I lead a hidden life. As a 43-year-old mother of three, my life was already full. I didn't have time for cancer when I was first diagnosed in 2006. Now I only worry that my cancer means I don't have time.
In the dizzying days after a cancer diagnosis there is so much emotion that it might be hard to think about what to do. But for those of us who are parents, helping children adjust to this news is vital.