Life and Cancer the voyage

Sharing a journey making connections that you would not normally make. The up side to anything that happens to us in our life is that we want to share what we believe to be mistakes before others make them. As we all know if you don't make mistakes you don't learn anything. Boy I have learnt a lot in my life then. Experience as we call it is a part of growth. In a cancer battle or any illness it's the same you meet people in hospital, at the doctors through people we may not know that person however we have walked in their shoes. We have a bond already as we have something in common. Your health is the most important thing that you will ever have. If you don't have good health you have nothing, I think that Belinda Emmit, Jane McGrath and Farrah Fawcett will tell you not even money and fame can save you. I live my life every day to the fullest also I am who I am. I am really stronge, I don't care what people think and everything I have done was the right thing for me. I have no regrets!

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