Strength…the word seems to be over-used at times. “Wow, that guy is so strong” or “Did you see him move that?” Well, most people do not know the meaning of the word until they are put in the life or death struggle with cancer. Real strength is getting out of bed after the third day of chemo and going to work. Real strength is trying to carry a laundry basket up the steps after a mastectomy. Real strength is a husband that strips your drains and cleans your incision every day. Real strength is a mother that is heart broken, smiling every time you see her. That, my friend, is strength.