And this week I am in the gorgeous village of Val de San Roman, northwest of Spain, where my mum lives. Check out the beauty of the place here. This is where my mum grew up, in fact it goes back to my great grandparents…well even further back! there is a part of the house that must be about 300 years old. I absolutely love it here.
I hadn’t seen my mum since my diagnosis, so it’d been over a year. My mum and I have become closer as a result of my breast cancer. Before it our relationship was a tense and difficult one most of the time. We could go for months without talking to each other. And when we did sometimes she wouldn’t ask the simple questions “how are you?”. Not because she is not caring and loving, but because she can be a little “self-absorbed”. In a way, the cancer however, put the spotlight on me in a way that hadn’t happened since I was 5 years old and I was paralised by a tick that stuck to my ear and suck my blood out (I had the habit of taking naps with our dog). And my mum started taking an interest in me, and my life and how I was feeling and doing. This has been one of the greatest surprises of my journey, the bettering of the relationship between my mother and I.
So this week’s photos are taken at my grandparent’s house, where she lives. My mum absolutely loves my short hair and thinks I looks much better than with my long mane… sweet.
Hair growth after chemo 
Thank you so much for sharing your stories with the world! I too had a troubled relationship with my mother. Must be a mother daughter thing! Unlike you, my mom lives only a few mins away and I don’t know what I would have done without her. My mother is very opinioned and if you don’t take her advice, she gets mad.
All the experienced you’ve had, write a book…it may be a best seller.
Oh, my mom likes my hair short. I am with you, I want it long again!!!