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Seven years on, it sometimes seems a lifetime ago. I’m fine, even stopped getting so jittery about annual check ups after five years. I worried about death, then fretted about changing my life. One hasn’t happened (although I have learned to be a great deal more philosophic about it!) and my life did change, but not in the way I feared. I took on a new job a year later, gradually spent more time on things that were new and expanded my thinking. I’ve travelled quite a bit and hope I can resume when we can take to the air again! Oh, I also became a grandmother - twice. In short, my pretty happy life became even happier, calmer and more satisfying. The dread of recurrence is there, but it’s more of a quiet murmur. I’ve even discovered that some of what I learned during cancer is handy in a pandemic - take things day by day, don’t waste time worrying about things that may never happen, look forward not back. No-one in their right mind wants cancer, but if you are lucky you can learn something from it. Best wishes.