Fortune October 25, 2024
The phone call that changed my life came on an ordinary Tuesday. At 34, I heard the words “breast cancer.” As a single mother and Emergency Medicine Physician Assistant, I found myself suddenly navigating not just my career and raising my daughter, but a fight for my life. But it wasn’t just the diagnosis that would alter my path, it was what came after.
One moment I’ll never forget was after surgery. My young daughter gently traced the scars on my chest with her finger, asking if they hurt. I told her something I’d come to deeply believe: Though they once hurt, these scars were now beautiful, marking not just survival but transformation. Like the Velveteen Rabbit, I explained, sometimes...
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