Catherine Gigante-Brown

My husband and I agreed: raising a child with an independent spirit who made decisions for himself was a good thing.

The santero sent us off with a shopping list of ite

Upset you lost your keys? Try losing your breast. Pissed off about missing that train? Try missing your son’s 8th grade graduation because of a horrific infection from fluid buildup in the previously-mentioned missing breast. See what I mean? It kind of puts life into perspective.

I fumbled with my lace bra, hoping my silicone form wouldn't fall out from the left cup. I wasn't exactly ready . . . yet I was.

I immediately developed a hot-and-heavy girlcrush on the wild, wacky, brash, candid, feminist, rubber-faced comedian—and you should too.

Food can be more than nourishing; it can be healing.

I’m a firm believer that Tiny Kindnesses can change the world, one sweet, loving gesture at a time.

Content Notice: Death

Alas, I am the lone female in a house full of men. Only two men, but they take up a lot of space.

I’m boycotting you until you start recognizing breast cancer survivors like me by carrying mastectomy bras.