Boobs and Balls

[CzinZumerzet]

I'll gladly drink to that, having been visited more than once by the malignant bastard, which I seem to think now brings out the best in me. I'm now in my 60s a calm reflective pacific sort of woman, who in my youth, was a true revolutionary and trade union activist. I think the cancer brought back the tilter of windmills, the woman astride the barricades, the women's movement activist and anti-war protester.

I think we all have it in a primitive way, the ability/strength/rebel within to step up to the threat, the enemy, and no greater enemy than Cancer. Fuck it!