My mother was diagnosed with cervical cancer before I was born. Well, adopted, actually. That's well over 50 years ago. Then, when I was a teenager, she encountered breast cancer, had a radical mastectomy and chemo. Many many years later, she had to deal with skin cancer.
My mom lived until the ripe old age of 90 and she died of causes OTHER THAN cancer.
So she's the proof that cancer can be beaten, even back in the days when it couldn't.
I hope you'll join me in sending some healing love to those women who are brave Warriors in this battle and all those who love them.