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Breast cancer was my lemon. My life and not allowing the little things to bring me down is my lemonade. In Fall of 2010, at age 42, I went to my scheduled mammogram appointment. The technician said there were three tiny spots in my left breast but they didn’t look like...

My mother’s breast cancer was my lemon. Helping others in their recovery process is my lemonade. Breast cancer saved my mom’s life! As crazy as it sounds, I am grateful for my mother’s diagnosis of breast cancer. Of course, when I first learned of her diagnosis, “grateful” was...