We began our group discussion with the normal “ice-breaker” small talk stuff. How long was your trip, how did you get connected with Inheritance of Hope, etc.? It was nice; it was cordial. One man stated that he wasn’t really into talking about these kinds of things. He quickly “passed” the conversational ball to his wife, the one with cancer.
Pretty soon, the honesty came forth... it was hard, refreshing, human. One woman, who had been battling cancer for some time, said, “Our whole life has been changed... they put me on a table, telling me to hold my breast, and moved me around like an animal…”
No words of mine could make that kind of experience make sense.