My story begins on a morning in June 2014 when I felt a hard mass in my left breast. I immediately thought of the worst, which turned out to be: breast cancer. Despite everything, I did not lose heart. As always in my life, I faced the journey with courage, even though it turned into a real ordeal.

Between surgeries and countless obstacles, I never lost the will and intention to overcome everything, at any cost. I reached the point of having difficulty even walking. I faced all the psychophysical storms alone, never discouraging myself. I fought fear with all my strength and did not seek solidarity: genuine support is given and received spontaneously. Hearing hypocritical phrases like "you are a strong woman, to be admired" made me feel a deep void, a sense of uselessness... but in others, not in myself. I constantly repeated to myself: "Courage, I will make it. It will pass." I have to thank music, which gave me the strength to move forward, and the musicians who encouraged me to continue singing.

In May 2012, Donna Summer, the queen of disco music, passed away, struck by the same illness. A coincidence? I don't know. Shortly after her passing, I formed a band with extraordinary musicians, and we created a tribute band dedicated to her. When my life changed in 2014, that tribute band, already well-established, became my lifeline. Despite my fragilities, I managed to continue performing concerts, supporting myself, and singing. Each evening was an act of strength and hope, thanks also to the support of my musicians: a true team, a united force. Often, during concerts, I felt a presence within me, as if Donna Summer were next to me. It was as if she transmitted energy to me and helped me endure two hours of performance, giving me hope. I called her "my hidden little sister," and her memory gave me courage. Even today, I sing her songs with indescribable emotions, and I thank her every time.