• Julie Phillips

    This story resonates with me because it has a realistic view of cancer treatment and reflects my own beliefs about how best to cope with things like that. I had chemotherapy for ovarian cancer almost twenty years ago, at the age of 51. At the time I surprised two hospital chaplains with my cheerfulness while accepting my grave diagnosis. This was not because of any strong religious faith, because I didn’t have any at the time. I attributed it to focussing my mind on other people instead of on my own problems. I applaud and endorse Margaret Feinberg’s message, though we outwardly have little in common.