and I had to spend a couple nights reading it myself, wonderful job you have done! I managed to carefully not let any tears drop on the pages, especially when reading letters to your son. My son was 9 when I went through my ordeal, and as a single Mom I related to all you said to yours.
The whole book felt like a look into my own memory, although a different course of action and cancer, the emotional journey was reminiscent of my own. Even you and your Mom knitting, as I am a knitter too, I make alot of hats for the cancer lodges, some funky, others more promiscuous for chemo patients.” Jody Haws, Kamloops, BC
