Dessert
When I Got Cancer, Baking Made Me Feel Powerful
Among the flour, butter, and sugar, I felt totally at peace in my own skin.
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Patricia E.
December 29, 2019
I too loved your story. I am an 83 year old Grandma and great Grandma and a 16 year survivor. Thank you for putting your thoughts in word and describing your journey so well. So many memories and thoughts to relate to.Sending you wishes for a healthy and happy 2020.
Jessie S.
December 29, 2019
thank you so much for reading and for your well wishes. i, too, want to send you wishes for a healthy and happy 2020. XO
SophieL
December 29, 2019
Love your story! Right after Thanksgiving a chronic health condition came back and prevented me from finishing my Christmas baking projects (Chocolate-Gran Marnier "Nutcracker" cupcakes, grapefruit yogurt cake, sweet spicy nut pretzel mix, etc.), so I'm going to complete these baking treats in January and savor my recovery.
Jessie S.
December 29, 2019
thank u so much for reading and so sorry that your chronic health condition prevented u from Xmas baking. Here's to baking ALL the treats throughout 2020. XOXO
Rachel L.
December 29, 2019
I love this story!! I was diagnosed the summer of 2014, and had just started a part time job after being unemployed for a very long time (and being laid off from a law firm). The (mostly) younger people I worked with, mostly women, were so supportive and kind, and funny! I will always remember laughing with them. They were invaluable. Once I started baking again a few months after my surgeries (awful) I knew I was truly healing. Best wishes to you and Happy New Year! My mother and her siblings were born in Red Hook 😄...L'chaim!!
Jessie S.
December 29, 2019
we share so much! so glad the younger women were kind to you and love that your mom and aunts and uncles were born in Red Hook! wishing you all the best in 2020. XOXOXOX
gluttonforlife
October 25, 2019
Continually amazed and inspired bu the courage and resilience of survivors. Such a sweet story and so well-told.
Ashley'sMom
October 21, 2019
In 2005, at age 49, I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. I was lucky . . . left breast mastectomy with reconstruction followed up with Tamoxifen and Aromasin. In early 2011, my daughter and I decided to walk in the Susan G Komen 3 Day. We started baking cupcakes for donations. Between the two of us, we baked hundreds of cupcakes to make enough dollars for our walk. After that, baking was still important, but very diversified. In 2016, I went through treatment for colo-rectal cancer. It was very different. Radiation, chemo, life-altering surgery, more chemo and finally cancer free for the past 3 years. Baking is still an important part of me. I don't eat a lot of it. I love to give it away. We have recently moved to Santa Fe, NM, where learning to bake has reached a new level (altitude) and takes on a whole new meaning! Blessings to all survivors!
Jessie S.
October 22, 2019
Appreciate you sharing your story, and I, too, have been on tamoxifen - still am! And yes: blessings to all survivors.
Anne D.
October 21, 2019
Feel like we have a few things in common. I was diagnosed with breast cancer at 38 (I'm 62 now) and my daughter was about the same age as yours (3 and a half) so yes I remember the exhaustion. And I barely took off time from teaching after my mastectomy. Worked all through my chemo and hated those wigs! You mentioned the preschool moms. I too shaved all my hair off as it started to fall out. When I had a half inch or so grown back and abandoned the wig, a preschool mom I didn't know said "I love your haircut!" Whoopie pies are my favorite-thanks for the recipe. And continued good health from a long time survivor!
Jessie S.
October 21, 2019
thanks for sharing this and so glad to hear you are a whoopie pie lover - continued good health right back at you! XO
Megan F.
October 21, 2019
When I was going through chemo, I was so tired and stressed that most days were an effort. But one weekend halfway through, I had a burst of energy, and all I wanted to do was bake. For weeks I had felt nothing but exhausted, physically and emotionally. Yet suddenly I woke up one Saturday with the yen to bake. So I baked cookies and biscotti for my coworkers who had been to kind and supportive over the past months. Seven years later, I still bake for them. Because they love my treats - and I love them.
Jennifer
October 19, 2019
Love this. Except, umm, the term "whoopie pies." We called them "gobs," growing up. I have to admit that "gobs" is even worse than "whoopie pies," so I'm not asking anyone else to adopt. But I bring nomenclature up jokingly--I really appreciate the perspective of the piece, including the voice of someone north of 40 addressing the joys of working alongside those well south of that milestone. Jessie, the best of health to you; may your days and the days of your children be sweet.
SarahBunny
October 19, 2019
Great piece. I'm forty-something, coming to terms with health/aging as well, and this really resonated with me. I'm too entrenched in my career to take the leap to professional baking (although it's my dream), but I do have this recipe on my short list of baking therapy!
Andrea H.
October 19, 2019
Thank you for your story, your candor and your recipe! I, too am a lover of the classic whoopie pie for different reasons. My husband's aunt makes them for the annual Norris family reunion. Every year, I look forward to celebrating, seeing everyone, watching the kids grow up and devouring those deep chocolate cakes filled with cream. Yum!
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