You’re going to need kleenex — a story of great fears faced, and triumph pulled from the jaws of disaster:
On my first day of chemo, just as I was finishing, I heard the sound of a loud, ringing bell and the cheers and applause echoing through the halls. “What is that?” I asked the nurse. Smiling, she told me, “Someone’s just completed their last round of chemo, when that happens we have a celebration and you ring the bell. When you finish, you too will ring the bell.”
This is the lady who officiated at our wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony. She is a beautiful person, in the homegrown and authentic way. I am glad she’s still with us and celebrate her triumph with a raised mug of green tea.