She is a teacher. She is a very good teacher. She puts her kids first. Learning has always been a priority for her in the classroom. Young kids, fourth and fifth graders who are at the age when listening to the teacher can be a challenge, look up to her.
She and my sister used to share a classroom. They had similar styles of teaching and reaching the kids. As the years have gone by, the kids lucky enough to have had them as teachers, kept in touch. Holidays meant reunions, summer meant getting together, even when they were well past elementary school age.
She had a bout with breast cancer many years ago. She went about treatment and healing the same way she taught; she was methodical and thorough and reached her goals. She considered herself a survivor and put the cancer away, far away from her thoughts.
Now, the cancer is back. This time it has shown itself in the form of lung cancer. She’s in turmoil because her doctor says it’s metastasized and this is not good.
So, she’s back on attack mode. She’s getting genetically tested to see if she matches some new meds that are showing great promise in current trials, but she has to have certain genes matching to qualify for the trial.
It always comes back to the words “It’s not what we see, it’s what we don’t see.” It can take years for “what they don’t see” to materialize but when it does, it changes lives all over again.
This time, it’s a trial run. Let’s hope it’s successful.