Catherine Gigante-Brown
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At first, I felt like an abandoned ten-year-old, dropped off at a remote summer camp—with the extra added attraction of no cell phone reception or Wi-Fi. I thought the hardest part of the weekend was going to be picking out a robe. Boy, was I wrong!
Read...I’m boycotting you until you start recognizing breast cancer survivors like me by carrying mastectomy bras.
Read...I go for checkups when I’m supposed to: every three months to the oncologist and every six months to the breast surgeon. I go to SHARE support group meetings to bolster myself. I try to get enough sleep, despite the occasional night spent wide-eyed with dread.
Read...Why, when I'm cool with being a salt-and-pepper chick, does it so clearly unnerve others?
Read...I’m sure you’ll find it a delicious and well-stocked place. There are just a few rules
Read...I saw my present mother-in-law in a whole new light the first time she held my newborn son.
Read...I was 21 –– a Catholic, heterosexual college student, living at home in Brooklyn and still trying to discover who I was. At the crossroads of her life, Lorde knew exactly who she was. She was waging a war against cancer and sharing an old house in Staten Island with her kids and partner. But maybe we weren’t so different after all.
Read...Alas, I am the lone female in a house full of men. Only two men, but they take up a lot of space.
Read...Re-imagining the cervix, preserving the earth, facing breast cancer a whole new way…Annie Sprinkle’s wisdom abounds. “Life is a performance art piece,” she said...
Read...In the photograph, my great-grandmother, Margarita Cirigliano, is sitting at a small table on the front porch of the family home in Borough Park, Brooklyn.
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