In 2013 i was Devastated to learn I had breast cancer. My imagination ran riot and I had myself dead and buried within the year. How would my husband cope? My 2 daughters? Even though they were adults, 4 members of both our families had died from cancer, I'd Seen what it did, to their bodies, their deterioration. What happens After death? I'm not a religious person, I'm agnostic, my husband an atheist, yet still it Terrified me!  All these thoughts and I still had to get a second biopsy as the first one was inconclusive! I had to wait even longer!  And why Me? Even though I Know it's life, it's the way of the world. It could just as well be the person passing me in the street. Well, I thought, I'M going on an adventure I don't Really want to go on, I've no choice. Also, I'm thinking right now I've got yet Another password to keep note of lol. Such is life! I'm Still here so I Guess I've still got plenty of mischief to get up to! I'm 64 this year and I'm still alive, living with cancer, having depression, anxiety, panic attacks, chronic pains all over this ol bod, my back is Aching, I'm insomniac etc, but, I'm soldiering on. Life's too dam short, I still want to have Fun, before I fall off the planet!  Never give up, Never!