Having been healthy all my life, it came as quite a surprise when at the age of fifty-nine, I was told that I had lymphoma cancer. A slow-growing cancer but still, cancer. It was quite an endeavor to overcome that, but then seven years later, an even more devastating report came in, cancer . . . again, only this time it was extremely aggressive. Cancer . . . what a dreadful word. But when you hear that word coming from a doctor and it's your report,...