There once was a goddess who’s life was threatened.
In the span of a phone call, her world came crashing down.
Through ringing ears and blurry vision, she heard words like “cancer” and “double mastectomy.”
“Yes,” she said. “Whatever it takes to stay here with my babies,” she said.
So, with a prayer on her lips, she planted her bare feet in the soil, threw her face to the sky,
and began to shed her skin, never to be the same again.
