This may or may not become a series of short reflection posts - haven't made up my mind yet. Anyway, here's the 1st one:
One reflection: I learned all the things NOT to do from my stepmother, who was exceedingly cruel. Sadly, the way she treated me was a HUGE improvement over the way she herself was treated as a child. But what I could not protect my son from was having to experience my cancer with me. I knew he was scared. So was I. We worked at being totally open and honest with each other. We both came to realize that being scared together was far better than being scared alone.