My sister Lois Lane is a breast cancer survivor. She is also a HUGE hero to me. I think the reality of cancer is it takes things from you. I remember her first surgery. I believe after initial treatment is complete, others treat cancer patients like they are cured.  There is no cure YET so let continue the fight.

I also have to tell you she rocked the wigs. They all have had names. Pat Benatar, Blondie....

She is 3 years clear....I love her and today and EVERYDAY she is my hero. Lois Lane, I love you..."Tough, you aint't ever been nothing but tough"

So I was watching "Real Housewives" and something struck me. I have always been forgiving or understanding of those who have not walked in my shoes and handle life as such. At what point do you hope they are there for you? When do you stop feeling guilty and disappointed for that?