Hi (((Tena))) and thank you for the invitation. I particularly liked the very end of it.

My only sibling, my younger sister, died from metastatic breast cancer when she just turned 34. That was Dec. 15, 1986. I remember after her mastectomy the doctor told us that everything was fine, she didn't need chemotherapy, and she had just as great a chance at living a full life as we did.

Her cancer metastisized in the next year and we spent a long, hard year watching her fight it and dying.

I'm anxious to see Michael Moore's film And, you have my vote.

I'm sorry for all the problems you are having and have had, and...you have a beautiful son!