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"I learnt to accept the fear of recurrence... My garden became a metaphor of life and hope."

Ann, blogger

"I learnt to accept the fear of recurrence... My garden became a metaphor of life and hope."

Ann, blogger

"My garden allowed me to see that chemotherapy had given me the chance to slow down, to be at home and to observe things that I may have missed if I had been busy with work, commuting and the school run, caught up in the fast pace of my normal routine. Something that had happened to me out of necessity had become a form of mindful living."
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