Why does it seem that when we get stretched the thinnest, is when we grow the most? For me, I was stretched through my mom's battle with Cancer, as I split my time between my own family and my folks, who lived 2 hours away. At the time, we had 5 daughters ranging in age from 12 to 2. And although it was a difficult chapter, my level of compassion grew for anyone who has suffered or is suffering because I was witness in real time. What is your Survivor story? How did you make it through, and what did your perspective shift from the situation?
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