I was 44 years old about five years ago and I received some dreadful news. My diagnosis from the doctor was that I had breast cancer and not the kind that most people can survive through. What made it even worse my husband and I divorced the following year and I was left alone to battle this aggressive disease. My life was crumbling inside out and I was inconsolably depressed. That was the worst period of my life, and in which I went to a show where particular choir performed. Those women helped me realize something about myself about myself that evening, which was that I really wanted to sing again. And I have been for the past 3 years. My cancer is in remission now and I owe a life-size part of that to my choir.
Story posted on October 8, 2009 at 3:40 PM