These could be the last pictures of me not having cancer, I thought.The call from my ob-gyn came later that day: I had breast cancer in my right breast, and it had spread to my right lymph node. She gave me the name of a surgeon at UCLA, and encouraged me to leave NYC immediately and get back home to L.A.When we were at the airport, on our way home, I told my husband that our children are my legacy, and he had to take good care of them and teach them to remember me.