My kids went back to school today. My oldest is now 14 and in high school. My baby is in Grade 4. They were 2 and 7 when I was first diagnosed with breast cancer and 3 and 8 when it became metastatic. They were 4 and 9 when I went into remission. Now, five years later, I look at these beautiful boys - scanning them for the scars, anxieties and challenges that are the fallout of living with a mother with a life threatening illness.
The signs are there but they are strong. We all have good days and bad but they are resillient. They are bright, talented, creative, insightful, empathetic individuals. And they are very, very brave.
I love my boys and I'm so proud of them.