Nicole Simonneau

On Friday, May 30, 2003, the shocking news arrived: I had breast cancer. My mind went into panic mode. The next day, May 31st, one of my daughters was getting married. I kept my secret for fear of ruining this special day. When the bride tossed the bouquet, it landed in my hands. Why? All of a sudden, it’s not the bouquet I was holding, but my life. And I didn’t want to lose it.  

During the treatments, my body was no longer my own. I had to rely on my children, friends and caregivers. I needed to learn to surrender. It wasn’t easy.

 Then I got a second chance. The disease weakened my body but taught me tolerance, changed my priorities and guided my choices. Now I give myself permission to think about “me,” while continuing to love and help others.

 My name is Nicole Simonneau and I am a breast cancer survivor. 

Photography, courtesy of: Campanelli-Oliveri foto studio