by The Tutu Team | Jan 12, 2022 | Breast Cancer Stories, Inspiration, LIVING with Breast Cancer, Our Blog
Why I’m Not Sorry I had Cancer What Cancer Took from Me It’s easy to describe all the things that cancer took from me. It took my left breast, my hair, my perfect figure, and my last gasp chance to have my own child. It took relationships that needed to be... 
by Linda Carey | Aug 17, 2021 | Breast Cancer Stories, Linda's Stories
Someone recently asked me what it was like learning that I had breast cancer. I was surprised by my reaction; the question took my breath away, and I was transported back to that exact moment, my focus on the conversation was lost. I heard the words echo in my mind... 
by The Tutu Team | May 30, 2018 | Breast Cancer Stories, Inspiration, LIVING with Breast Cancer, Our Blog
The chemotherapy that I’m taking has a great reputation for doing some serious damage to cancer cells. It’s powerful stuff. The problem is it doesn’t just damage the bad cells. I liken it to a bomb going off in enemy territory. “Fantastic! We wiped out the... 
by The Tutu Team | Apr 3, 2018 | Breast Cancer Stories, Featured, Inspiration, Our Blog
About Corey Corey is a mom of three; first diagnosed with breast cancer in 2012 at thirty years old and was cancer free until her four-year mammogram. She loves to write and shares her story throughout the five years of treatments on her blog. Below is an excerpt from... 
by Linda Carey | Oct 2, 2017 | Breast Cancer Stories
One of my favorite aspects of my work is when someone shares their story with me. Thank you, Amy. I know your words will help inspire others diagnosed with this disease. I hate pink; always have. I always thought it was too foofy, too predictable, too... by Linda Carey | Sep 14, 2017 | Breast Cancer Stories, Inspiration, LIVING with Breast Cancer
Vul·ner·a·ble ˈvəln(ə)rəb(ə)l/ This is what I became when my friend Jennifer invited me to speak on her podcast. She encouraged me to dive deep into my experience of living with cancer, and understanding my hesitancy, she held my hand while doing so as only a friend... 