Wanna Terry

Caregiver

My sister is 42 years young. Her Stage II Breast Cancer diagnosis shook the entire family. She is the youngest of 5. We recieved the news in winter – the season when we celebrate all of our birthdays. We are all sad, stressed, prayerful, hopeful, worried and blessed – all at the same time. I am her primary caregiver. I wear that title with honor. While I know I cannot control this heinous disease, I spend all my waking hours doing for her and thinking about how I can *fix* it. I simply cannot imagine my life without her. She might as well be my baby.