I’ve been a copywriter and editor since graduating from Stanford, and self-employed working with words since I began my career in 1988. But that’s not who I am.
I have one child, a son, which means I am a mother and in my case also a wife. But that is not who I am.
When Hans was just 13-months old and I was only 33, I found a strange pea-sized lump under my left armpit that changed everything. That was 10 years ago now. I hate the word “survivor”, and that is not who I am. I mean, I am surviving. I just don’t like the label.