Being Authentic: A Memoir


On the eve of Thanksgiving 2016, I received the diagnosis of stage 4 lung cancer. Next to dying, I fear the spread of cancer to my brain and losing my ability to think, speak, or write. This loss would be devastating to me. I am simultaneously writing for the other,and for myself. My criteria are stricter. I want to say, “This is my narrative.”

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