Cancer is a threat to both men and women.
When Jill Ireland was diagnosed with breast cancer and passed away in 1990, after
a six-year battle with the disease, I felt the impact in a very hard way, since her husband, Charles Bronson, was one of my favorite film
stars.
I felt exactly like the great film star, mourning the death of his wife, without a slight knowledge that one day, cancer would crawl into my family.
Late this year, the one I love most was diagnosed with breast cancer, and the tumor was removed. I am aware of Akua's gorgeousness and beauty.
Her long, black, silky, beautiful hair and her attractive, wonderful smile. Day by day, I saw what the disease did to her, robbing her of beauty, joy, hair, and attractiveness and rendering her powerless.
However, in every situation, I will always love you, Akua. I will always be around to support you. My faith is to see you healthy and beautiful once again after this terrible ordeal. How I wish I could fight cancer physically.
I really hate cancer. Please leave people alone and go back to wherever you came from.