A few years back I was asked to participate in "The Grace Project" in Chicago. After a comedy of errors it never happened. God knew far better than me I was by no means ready to pose topless without my breasts. Fast forward two years later the opportunity presents itself again and although I'm extremely uncomfortable with how I look I knew I had to show up and own all of the healing "The Grace Project" would give my soul. Of course I thought of 922 excuses to not visit with Sondra and do the project but in the end I got on the plane and I showed up. Showing up isn't always easy after breast cancer. You bottle up and close up because your world has so utterly changed. I had so much fear doing this photo shoot that up until the last very moment I clasped my arms over my breasts to cover myself because I felt shame. I know some of my inner-circle people can't for the life of themselves understand why I would subject the world to topless photos of