Laura Yeager

After having a double mastectomy to rid myself of cancer, I’m less picky about how I look and won’t be wearing uncomfortable shapewear for a wedding.

After two bouts of breast cancer and a double mastectomy, I wish I had taken that photo at 34, just for me to remember the body I once had.

I’ll never forget the unnamed nurse who stayed calm and gentle while treating me during a dangerous post-surgery infection that could have ended my life.

A chance meeting with my childhood friend reminded me — and others — that living with cancer means taking things one day at a time.

After a mammogram and breast cancer scare, a Broadway show provided a welcome distraction and joy, reminding me of life's beauty.

I tried using a Zen garden that helped me meditate and relax while dealing with the challenges of cancer, and it really works.

I reflect on how cancer has brought out resilience and support in others, even as I struggled with my own battle, and wish others strength in their journeys.

Cancer runs in the family, and after I’d dealt with two breast cancers, my brother came down with lymphoma.

I reflect on my unexpected bond with a neighbor during my breast cancer treatment, finding comfort in his company when I needed someone to talk to.

One year, after breast cancer treatment, I decided to have a Christmas photoshoot with my family, which turned out to be a good laugh in the end.

This year for Thankgiving, I reflected on how my life has been as a breast cancer veteran and how grateful I am for the support, love and care from my family.

Having a collection of prayers before, during and after a mammogram has helped ease my mind tremendously after having breast cancer.

I bought 14 precious cancer bracelets in a discount store to help spread awareness about cancer — something I’m ready to speak out about.

Having breast cancer has allowed me to truly appreciate and love my husband even more these days.

In preparation for a family member’s wedding, I purchased a new bra and protheses and felt like a princess by doing so.

I happened to see my breast surgeon at an art show and, out of respect, chose not to talk to her.

My mother helped take care of me when I had breast cancer. Now, I find myself giving back and taking care of her after she broke her hip.

Walt Disney died of lung cancer, leaving an important lesson to my son.

I couldn't help but pray for Kate Middleton and her recent diagnosis of cancer.

My birthday makes me wonder about growing old — something I want to earn.

When I was finally allowed to eat after my mastectomy, the hospital-grade turkey sandwich tasted like the best thing ever.

"Getting cancer is kind of like getting stuck out in the rain — torrential rain."

I hadn’t done aerobics in decades, but it was time to be off the cancer couch.

I never thought I’d say it, but I miss my padded bras.

I had never donated to St. Jude’s Hospital before, even though I’d had cancer twice.

Having had cancer twice before, I know the choreography if I have it again.

Back 50 years or so ago, people didn’t discuss cancer freely. Today, things have changed.

So many aftereffects occurred with my two cancers.

I became a frequent shopper at the hospital gift shop throughout my cancer experience.

After a certain amount of time in the day, bras become devilish and must be removed immediately!