Catherine Gigante-Brown

The Ultimate Counter Culture Diva

What Stephen didn’t know –– what no one knew –– was how weak my knees grew when I pushed through the swinging doors of the ICU.

Food can be more than nourishing; it can be healing.

Even when I explained to my son that he came from a long line of short people, it didn’t help. David still felt bad about being small. How could a five-year-old possibly get this type of size-shaming message? From other people, mostly insensitive adults. They gave him the idea that bigger was somehow better.

erotic. intimate. unapologetic.

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I thought cancer was behind me. Until I had a weird pain near my left ovary which lasted for several days. It felt a lot like ovulation...Only, at 56, that train had left the station a long time ago.

To the tattoo artist, I was a flesh canvas that she could transform into something beautiful.

You learn a lot about people when you live in their home. The Taylors seemed to lead a joyless, Spartan existence.

I’m boycotting you until you start recognizing breast cancer survivors like me by carrying mastectomy bras.