LIVING a life WITH NO FULL STOPS
The only guaranteed full stop in life is death. I’ve looked at the possibility of death when I was waiting for my breast cancer prognosis. I’ve even sat with death during my father’s passing. Some might say you are either in one camp or another, but the worst way to live is when you aren’t truly living as your authentic self. Life is for living and for taking risks. You are the creator of your own happiness and for living a life with no full stops. What’s stopping you? About Louise James
NO FULL STOPS
No Full Stops is a memoir of my rollercoaster year with breast cancer, the highs, the lows and the lessons learnt along the way to wellness.
I hope that by sharing my story, those going through similar challenges might not feel so isolated and that it also provides an insight for family, friends and carers on what to expect.
Most of all I hope that it will inspire others that it’s never too late to rewrite your storyline and live a full and vibrant life – a life with no full stops.
10% of profits from book sales will be
donated to breast cancer research
and support services in Australia.
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The purpose of the No Full Stops Community is to teach, enlighten, inspire and have fun along the way. It is a safe and nurturing space for women to connect, heal, grow and move beyond their own full stop moment.
A heart-centred hub to come together to generously share our inner wisdom, insights and life’s lessons as we continue our journey of self discovery & healing.
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My gorgeous then 13 year old Mr Mac created this presentation for a recent school project. He did all the work himself and chose my cancer journey as the subject. All I did was get “interviewed” by him and provide some photographs. The arrangement, words and voice over are all him and I only got to see the final product after he submitted it to school. I couldn’t be prouder of him and how he handled himself throughout and was stunned at the final presentation. I hope you enjoy.
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