My mother, when she made pasticcio, sprinkled the spaghetti with a little breadcrumbs. This was her little secret to the success of her favorite food.
On May 2, 2017, I found out that he has cancer. About a month later, she found out herself. And so began this small, but real story that lasted almost two and a half years. For two and a half years mom had cancer and I had her sense, but I didn't have cancer.
I point out that I did not have cancer, to say that although I was healthy, the disease did not leave me unscathed. Cancer is somewhat "sticky", except that it doesn't show. But you can't take care of someone who has cancer without getting "infected" yourself.
The sadness, the meaning, the stress, the anxiety are about you too, even if you are healthy. So, during the two and a half years that mom had cancer, I too had many of the consequences of the disease to manage, but also to suffer the consequence of these consequences.
You cannot come out of any battle unscathed. Not even when you are an ally of a person who has cancer. And don't be on the front line. The shrapnel gets you whether you like it or not, but that's not a bad thing. It's just that if you're afraid of shrapnel, you don't go into battle. If you go into battle, you shouldn't be afraid of shrapnel. Whatever you choose, know that you are not alone and you are definitely not alone. There are many of us who have found ourselves at this crossroads.
This is what you should remember from this story and don't forget to put breadcrumbs in the pasta pasta, if you want it to be tastier.
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