The Imperfect Life is Perfect.

Cancer? It was worth it. I think. This imperfect life is perfect.

We make sense out of facts by applying values to them.  Human beings continuously engage in the search for meaning.  That is what converts experience into art.  It transcends logic and expression.  We refract what we learn through the lens of our own lives.  That is what this volume of art does.  I cannot make sense out of having had breast cancer without transcending my own experience.  Only ten men in a million develop breast cancer.  Why me?  If I look only at myself it makes no sense, but if I see the many women who endure this calamity with grace and dignity, such as those you will see in this volume, I find that my own battle has a salvific value.  I understand that this experience is not about me, it is not about cancer.  It is an opportunity to see the beauty of life, and for that I am grateful beyond measure.

Judge John Kane  (survivor)