Cancer Update: Happy Birthday to My Little Monster

This week marks a year since I learned I had breast cancer. I didn’t get all the info in one dramatic moment as you see in the movies. No meeting in a doctor’s office with my husband holding my hand and the marquee line, “I’m sorry Mrs. Cameron…it’s cancer…”. Instead, I went for a mammogram, and the nurse came out to tell me I should come back for an ultrasound. Then, I was told in a hallway by a…