Love means freedom.
Love means independence.
Love means respect.
Malala Yousafzai’s father
Let us not dwell on our past, but let us celebrate our survival. It is pain and loss that molds us into the strong people we are.
I’ve recently celebrated my 6th year
For background, you can read my posts during my treatment and the recovery. It’s been an amazing journey, for sure. I’m humbled and a bit sheepish to even say I am a cancer-survivor for I did not have to endure chemo or radiation treatments. However, I do believe I can help others who have been given a cancer diagnosis, because I understand the shock and all the stages that accompany it. I also had a rough reconstruction process which included infections, a defective implant and 5 surgeries.
Anniversaries are a great time for reflection. Looking back, am I stronger now? Less materialistic? Grateful? Kinder? I believe I am. I know I’ve made a concerted effort to be those things. I definitely know the importance of living with presence and that is why I’ve been writing about that so much in my blog. Today is the only day we know we have. Yesterday is over. Tomorrow has yet to arrive. So cliche, but true!
I am blessed to have a healthy, wonderful family and a career I love. I have an opportunity – every day – to think, be creative, and write.
For all my women friends out there (those I have met and those I have yet to meet) – for you who are handling a personal
struggle challenge: you can do it. You can and you will overcome. Take it one day at a time.