I walked out of a meeting on Tuesday afternoon and checked my phone for messages. The moment I heard my friend Teri’s wavering voice asking me to call her back, I had that sinking feeling – you know, the one that hits you in the belly just as the roller coaster is coming over that first hill after the long, slow climb to the top. I punched her number, and she greeted me with the words, “Pam has breast cancer.” [Read more]