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| The Journey of Ovarian Cancer, Life with Cancer |
Just under a hundred people filled the room. She gazed
around the banquet hall; all the people Coco loved were here—some coming from
as far as a thousand miles away. Her daughter Kate looked exquisitely beautiful in
her red and white cocktail dress. And the smile decorating her face—nothing short of genuine—reflecting
a glorious version of happiness. She wasn’t certain if she had ever seen her daughter
so joyful in all of her days.
The salmon was cooked to perfection. And the
dessert—positively decadent. But the blessing? There was no lingering pain or
nausea quashing the night. The thought of cancer had passed from the forefront
of her brain—even if for a moment.
