One year ago today I received my diagnosis.
It feels rather odd to say that I celebrated today ... but I did. Does one want to celebrate the day that changed your life? I'm not so sure! My first instinct was to recollect that it was a fabulous year -- one filled with blessings, as I've been saying. However, not all the days were enjoyable -- chemo, in particular, with its nausea, fatigue, reaction to smells, and sore gums. Now that I'm "out the other side" of treatment, it's easy to forget the yucky bits (somewhat like childbirth!). I guess I'm celebrating that I'm alive one year later -- alive to fight, alive to love, alive to live.
Thank you to all my dear family and friends who wished me well today, and had such inspiring things to say. I couldn't have made it through the year without your support.
Thank you, David, for the large glass of red wine and dinner out. You instinctively know when I need a special evening.
November 4th will forever hold a special place in my memory.
Sorry this is short -- I'm exhausted :)
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