A Reflection On Life..

11 Sep

Written for Friday Fictioneers

12 September 2014

Copyright - Janet Webb

Photo Copyright – Janet Webb

A Reflection On Life..

She walked into her bathroom and locked the door leaving all the pretence behind her. The face that stared back at her from the mirror was pale, the eyes haunted.

Her hospital stay had been a whirlwind of activity. The day of her surgery a haze of medications and questions. Always questions. How do you feel? Do you want to talk about it?

She slowly unbuttoned her blouse revealing the bandage beneath. With trembling hands and heavy heart she unwound the gauze and stared at what remained of her femininity. It’s just a breast..it’s just a breast

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19 Responses to “A Reflection On Life..”

  1. martha0stout September 11, 2014 at 1:15 pm #

    (*is choked up*) The only thing I can think of to describe what this makes me feel is ‘right in the feels!’

  2. Sorchia D September 11, 2014 at 4:33 pm #

    A slice of reality–nicely done.

  3. lingeringvisions by Dawn September 11, 2014 at 4:42 pm #

  4. Sandra September 12, 2014 at 1:34 am #

    So very sad, and a reality for so many. Well conveyed.

  5. Missy Harding September 12, 2014 at 2:54 am #

    😦 How tragic. How hard it would be to adjust. Nicely written.

  6. sustainabilitea September 12, 2014 at 4:31 pm #

    You go quite a lot for your 100 words in a situation that is almost beyond words.

    janet

  7. Nan Falkner September 13, 2014 at 5:02 am #

    Excellent story and I am so sorry for anyone who has to go through this. I had a good friend who died of breast cancer and others that have survived. My twin has multiple myeloma – a cancer if the blood and marrow. We are fraternal twins and it is not considered a generational cancer (meaning, there is really no worry if you have a relative with it anymore than not). God bless you all and I pray that God will help the researchers find a cure for this heinous disease.
    Nan 🙂

  8. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) September 13, 2014 at 7:40 am #

    I think the story you are telling us is really strong. Given how common it is I think we can all relate to this…

  9. Life in the 50's and beyond... September 13, 2014 at 8:50 am #

    This story touched my heart. My good friend just experience this same thing and is now recovering. We all know someone…. good story and timely.

  10. aliciajamtaas September 13, 2014 at 10:16 am #

    My mother had a breast removed and didn’t tell my sisters and me for two years – didn’t want to bother us. She is such a lovely kind woman, none of us could be mad at her. Just wished we could have helped. I’m sure your very well written story will bring many of these kinds of stories to mind. Cheers.

  11. rochellewisoff September 14, 2014 at 6:43 am #

    Dear Pat,

    So much I could say but it would only detract from your story’s impact. You never disappoint.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

  12. dmmacilroy September 14, 2014 at 7:19 am #

    Dear Patricia,

    Your story was well written and heart wrenching. You lay bare the deep seated emotions of loss that remain when the surgery is over. Will I be attractive? Will anyone love me? Will I be the same? As I writer I should be able to imagine what this would be like, but it would always be a guess. My mother died of breast cancer that metastasized after four years. Good story about a dismal subject.

    Aloha,

    Doug

    • high five and raspberries September 14, 2014 at 8:08 am #

      The feeling of loss is surprisingly strong considering the alternative. As you said..we question our future based on our “new” appearance So sorry for the loss of your mother. Perhaps someday a cure..

  13. patriciaruthsusausan September 14, 2014 at 4:37 pm #

    Pat, Surgery is a trauma and she may adjust in time. I had a childhood friend die of rapidly progressing breast cancer when she was only about twenty years old. That was a good many years ago, and not as much was known about treatments at the time. Well written. —Susan

  14. talesfromthemotherland September 15, 2014 at 2:45 pm #

    Patricia, this is an especially powerful story this week. If this is personal, I’m sorry. If not, than you have touched on something so many have experienced– personally, or with those we love. Amazing what you’ve done in 100 words. I really felt the emotion behind this. Beautiful!

    • high five and raspberries September 15, 2014 at 3:20 pm #

      Personal, yes, but I am only one of many. ( far too many ) Thank you for your kind words

      • talesfromthemotherland September 15, 2014 at 3:39 pm #

        Hugs to you Patricia, for these painful changes in your life. Hugs for surviving and dealing with this change you in your life… and for putting it into beautiful words. xo

  15. Snow's Fissures and Fractures September 15, 2014 at 5:42 pm #

    Such a deep and touching story. To learn that it is a personal experience, makes me fell privileged to share this little corner of the internet with you. Patricia, you are one brave woman. Be proud, be very proud.

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