Catherine Gigante-Brown

8. Educate, don’t fixate.

I sat obediently in her chair atop four ancient copies of the Yellow Pages. Crossing my fingers, I prayed Catholic schoolgirl prayers.

To the tattoo artist, I was a flesh canvas that she could transform into something beautiful.

I know it’s not a politically correct one, but I’ve got a confession to make: earth-friendly hotels stink. There, I said it.

The hell with his elaborate metaphors and rhetorical phrases. Iambic pentameter is cruel and unusual punishment.

At the New York City release party for Dayna Kurtz’ latest, Rise and Fall, my friend Nadia leaned over to me and whispered, “Why the fuck

"Remember, this isn’t just happening to you, it’s happening to moms everywhere. It’s not your fault — "

If the odds of getting cancer are like Powerball, why couldn't I be a scratch-off millionaire?

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I thought cancer was behind me. Until I had a weird pain near my left ovary which lasted for several days. It felt a lot like ovulation...Only, at 56, that train had left the station a long time ago.