Fly without wings

I called my mom the other day and got the news that one of my aunts got galactophore cancer. She had to give it up to save herself. A terrible news to all the family, however, the operation was carried out last week, left her only one of the couple.

I read so many stories about the disease, and all with a torturing ending. I haven't quite catch the meaning of breast to a mature women, but I believe them makes women different from those  muscular advanced animals.They are the nest of all human beings and offer everyone the sweet memory of childhood.

It was the early stage of cancer, so life can be saved if the bad cells removed. She went home from the hospital under the care of her husband, son and daughter in law. She said she had enough. She enjoyed all of "A normal woman's happies".

18, when her father,my grandfather died, She married. Then she had two sons in the following years and worked day over night to nurture them. She was old when they grew up and had their own families. She became happy again when grand-daughter was born. That was all the events in her life!

I feel so awesome and scared. What is my destiny?