Weekly Round Up

Time for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just leave a comment below.

As Nancy shares some truly staggering stats on metastatic breast cancer death rates, Katherine writes on our evolving journey of MBC advocacy.

Some very exciting changes are about to happen in Eileen‘s life.

Loved learning more about Julia‘s creative process in her latest blog.

A superb post by Carolyn on respecting the intelligence and wisdom of patients.

A reminder from Stephanie on the importance of processing loss.

A powerful reflection on living with lymphedema written by Carrie.

I struggle every day knowing that I have to live with lymphedema the rest of my life.  I get depressed often.  But at the same time, I have hope.  I have hope that science will make advances.  I have hope that my body will finally cooperate and that there will be a turning point in my care.  I have hope that I will get this under control.

Jo shares a guest post by Cheryl, who is running a breast density awareness campaign.

Kimberly makes a brief return to the blogosphere this week.

A bittersweet reflection on memory by Allie.

An important reminder from Ann never to feel guilty or blame ourselves for cancer.

The world is full of the inexplicable.   Don’t feel guilty when one of those inexplicable things happens to you

Finally this week, I leave you with a powerful post written by Justine, which resonated strongly with me.

I live in a world full of children. Everything is child-centered and child-obsessed….Almost everywhere I go, I am the only woman my age without children. I will never fit in. The grief and the shame trauma that lives inside of me turns this into another way for me to tell myself that I am not enough. This is the story I must bravely work to rewrite every day. This is the story all of us must rewrite.

We all struggle with a painful story and a need to re-write it.

Until next week,

I wish you strength and courage in rewriting your own story in the week ahead

Yours with love

Marie xxx