You know how people’s lives flash before their eyes when they are dying? At the moment I realized I could die, it wasn’t my life that flashed, but my dreams.
I greeted my cancer diagnosis in August with a great deal of denial. I was a healthy, active woman when the lump was detected by a mammogram. What A Mother Knows, the novel I’d been working on for years, had just sold. I had editing to do, classes to teach, and a family to manage. There was no time to be sick.
~Leslie Lehr, aka, CC
Read how a dream helped push CC through the worst months of chemo.
What are your dreams right now?
