There is an aura of sadness around me now. It is a gentle sadness, that seems to be like a blanket, protecting me.
I know that I will lose my breast in a few days, and I have accepted that. I am sad because I am losing something familiar, something that has been with me for a long time, something that I had assumed would be with me forever.
It is like an early good-bye.
I said to Sebastian that I was beginning to understand that this loss/mourning seems to be at the heart of what we call “living”.
Sometimes I cry a little bit, tears that seem to spill over from this place of sadness.