It’s been a week, today, since my last chemo therapy. I am finally – finally, done. The level of gratitude is endless, even if I still haven’t really grasped the fact that this is the last time I have to go through the effects, and that the only road ahead...
I just came to think about Don Miguel Ruiz and his book, the Four Agreements. And it struck me that while I already have my own view on the tumour that moved into my boob, I can still make an even more concious agreement with myself on the matter. So,...
