I’m in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak … angels sing from above
Everyday words seem … to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me and life will always be
La vie en rose.
I am looking at the world through rose-coloured glasses.
The sword of Damocles that has been hanging over my head for five years has been removed.
Five years ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Yesterday my oncologist said good-bye to me. I was given the best news possible. Our journey together was finished. No more check-ups. No more cancer clinic.
It has been an epic journey. There were those moments when I felt I couldn’t continue the treatment any longer. My daughter stayed me on this course. She kept me brave and strong and positive.
This song has special meaning to me. A bitter-sweet memory. On our last day in Paris my daughter and I stopped to listen to an elderly man playing the accordion. The song was La vie en Rose. We walked by, arms linked, and turned to each other and said “we’ll always have Paris”.
(Edith Piaf wrote La vie en Rose)