Having been a teacher, I witnessed the pain of students who lost a parent. My prayer was always to live long enough to raise my boys. Having done that, I was grateful, and thought that life didn’t owe me anything else, come what may. 5 1/2 years ago, my diagnosis was bilateral, early stage, double mastectomy, no chemo. Both boys had weddings and grandchild #2 is due in the next two weeks. I am grateful to be where I am and for all the people whose efforts have gone into the new treatments and for those who treated me. And…after all that, I am grateful that Covid isn’t what did me in! I managed to dodge it till July and I am grateful that it was so mild and again, for everyone who worked on the preventative and mitigating measures. Grateful for each part of every day.