The Setting:

It’s a quiet morning. Helen sits on the living room couch, a cashmere blanket draped over her shoulders. Though she’s visibly frailer, her eyes shine as brightly as ever. She insists on maintaining an aura of normalcy, refusing to let cancer define her days.

As you make her a cup of tea, you notice small glimpses of her struggle—the hesitation when lifting a heavy book, the sudden tiredness after a long laugh. But Helen never lets it dictate the tone of the house.