Debbie Legault

A caregiver discusses the grueling experience of not knowing whether cancer could strike one of her children or family members again at any given moment.

A caregiver discusses her wishes for a woman who was recently diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer. “Most of all I wish that time will stand still for her, so that she can crawl into bed with her children and hold them as long as she wants to, feeling their bodies curl into hers as they sleep,” she writes.

A caregiver writes about her daughter’s breast cancer odds. “One of the most difficult things I deal with on a daily basis is realizing that I didn’t have to say goodbye to my child because of luck,” she writes.

A caregiver explains how she and her daughter soaked up as much joy as possible during the few hours her daughter felt close to normal after breast cancer treatment.

A mother describes how her daughter discovered a lump that led to a breast cancer diagnosis.

A caregiver describes the imprint her daughter’s oncology nurses left on her heart.

A mother describes how lonely she feels as the caregiver of an adult child with cancer.

A caregiver describes her daughter’s experience with breast cancer, and what the month of May signifies to them both.

A mother and caregiver describes how she views each moment with her daughter differently after her daughter’s breast cancer diagnosis.

A caregiver notes how honesty is the best policy when taking care of someone with cancer. She also discusses how she’s grateful that her daughter’s cancer experience happened before the COVID-19 pandemic so she could be there for her.

No matter how far you think you’ve gotten away from them, cancer’s side effects are always in your rear-view mirror, writes this caregiver.

Survivor’s guilt is not just felt by individuals who overcome a deadly disease like cancer, writes a cancer caregiver. She explains how she has experienced it too but knows that not all caregivers are as lucky as her.

The old saying is that spring is the season of hope, and this cancer caregiver writes how it feels like this spring has a bit more bounce in its step.

A caregiver crosses her fingers that those who love her can have patience as she heals from the trauma of her experiences.

A cancer caregiver shares how she provided support for both her daughter and mother-in-law who were being treated for breast cancer at the same time, and what she learned from those experiences.

A caregiver offers new caregivers tips on how to become an active part of a loved one’s cancer care team.

A caregiver recalls how she and her daughter went to get tattoos to celebrate the end of her daughter’s breast cancer treatment. Now, every time she looks down at her tattoo, she can smile knowing her daughter conquered cancer.

A caregiver recalls how an unexpected side effect of her daughter’s breast cancer treatment has caused her to experience feelings of helpless anger.

COVID-19 has robbed us of the physical ways we remember important milestones on the cancer journey and the physical ways we need to mourn.

The balancing act of being a caregiver and parent simultaneously is one that requires acceptance and fierceness.

A caregiver discusses the challenges of always waiting to hear "the cancer is back."

The timeless tale of A Christmas Carol not only shows us how to be a better person, but how to look at the entirety of our cancer journey and what may lie ahead.

In the wake of a cancer journey as a caregiver, mammogram appointments have a new meaning, and new emotions, associated with them than before.

Nothing ever really ends, even when the treatment journey has wrapped up the memories of cancer are everywhere.

Cancer is often characterized by agonizing months of treatment and a dismal outlook, but sometimes the lighter side can find its way through.

As a caregiver for a patient with cancer, it can be an isolating experience. However, being around other caregivers can be a painful reminder of the sacrifices made along the cancer journey.

Caregiving for a patient with cancer is a journey unto itself, and one that can have its own ramifications as well.

I received a phone call that would alter the course of my life in ways that I couldn’t possibly have imagined. On the other end was my 27-year-old daughter and I sat dazed and confused as she tearfully said, “Mom … it’s cancer.”