By Regina Reyes-Heroles
"I'm going to have a mastectomy," my friend Amaranta told me on the other end of the phone.
I didn't know what to answer.
Her audio message sounded full of reassurance, and she was telling me, from New York, that while having a general check-up for pain in one knee she had come to the diagnosis of breast cancer.
I have known Amaranta since I was seven years old. What happens to her hurts me and leaves its mark on me.
A few months later I talk to her because she has published a book, Y si pasa, no pasa nada. I have the book in my hands, I have not been able to do more than give it a quick read, but I know her and I know what she is about, so one of my first questions is: how to face so many changes, without losing my temper.