My dad died of lung cancer when I was a teenager. I was diagnosed with onset cervical cancer when I was 16. Last year, my uncle was diagnosed with liver cancer. This year, my mom and stepdad were both diagnosed with skin cancer. My stepdad is currently going through the treatment process. Other family members have dealt with breast cancer, too. I don’t say any of this to gain sympathy from anyone. I say this because I have realized that cancer does not discriminate.
With a list this long of cancer running in my family, I am a smoker. I have been smoking for roughly 20 years now. Crazy, right? I know. Sounds like someone is playing with fire. As the saying goes, “play with fire and you’re bound to get burnt.” Continue reading “A New Day Starts Tomorrow “