Cancer can both open and close doors. It can make life feel crowded and foreign. It can bring out both the best and the worst in people, much like being on a crowded elevator can. As it creates space in our life it can also push us out of our comfort zones but it doesn't change who we are.
PUBLISHED May 30, 2019
Doris Cardwell received a life-changing diagnosis of inflammatory breast cancer in 2007. While undergoing treatment, she co-founded a mentor program for the cancer center treating her. She also created community events to educate, encourage and empower people regarding cancer. Doris was the first Survivorship Community Outreach Liaison for her local cancer center. She is an advocate, educator and encourager on issues facing cancer survivors. Doris is a wife, mother, empty nester, survivor of life and lover of all things coffee. An avid speaker and blogger, she is available at www.justdoris.com.
Have you ever been in a crowded elevator when one more person tries to fit in?
You see them coming and think, NO, NO, NO, quick, close the door!
Just as some "nice" person declares they will hold the door because there's plenty of room. "Oh, no problem," they say as you roll your eyes back into your head!
Here comes said person with wait...what is that? ...a big suitcase and some shopping bags behind them. Did I mention your space was already being invaded by the "non-spatially aware" person in front of you? Oh, and it's 95 degrees out and someone must have forgotten about their armpits this morning.
Why are we talking about closing doors, strangers in our personal space and armpit funk on a cancer blog?
You see them coming and think, NO, NO, NO, quick, close the door!
Just as some "nice" person declares they will hold the door because there's plenty of room. "Oh, no problem," they say as you roll your eyes back into your head!
Here comes said person with wait...what is that? ...a big suitcase and some shopping bags behind them. Did I mention your space was already being invaded by the "non-spatially aware" person in front of you? Oh, and it's 95 degrees out and someone must have forgotten about their armpits this morning.
Why are we talking about closing doors, strangers in our personal space and armpit funk on a cancer blog?
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