I remember the first time someone put one of these rubber pink awareness bracelets on my wrist. I was at a friend’s for a New Year’s Eve party. I’d just completed my first treatment protocol (a partial mastectomy followed by seven weeks of radiation therapy) and I’d started taking my Tamoxifen. I wasn’t quite ready to call myself a survivor but I knew I really was one. At one point in the evening, my friend simply walked up to me, put the bracelet on my wrist, and told me I was strong and I was brave and that she admired …read more