This day. A year ago.
The bombshell dropped.
relief. Hanging up the phone.
Breathing in and out.
Ok. I have Cancer.
All I felt was relief.
"The Anticipation is killing me."
Its true. I can see how that could happen.
After a few weeks of tests and just general waiting - I had a direction.
A year on. What can one say?
Not a lot. No words.
Just feelings. Lots of feelings.
I looked back through my old diary.
It tells me where I was and what I was doing when. A good refresher. Its been a hazy year.
Amongst the fertility letters and blood test appointments there was a piece of paper.
A piece of paper I scribbled a goal on not long after the "affirmative.you have cancer" phone call.
All the previous goals didn't matter anymore.
I didn't want success. I didn't want money. I didn't want a holiday. ( Ok. Maybe a holiday )
I wanted to survive. Thats all I wanted.
I wont forget.
I survived. The odds were in my favor. This is true.
But.
Mentally. Physically & Emotionally. I survived.
What a difference a day makes. 24 little hours.
What a different a year makes. 365 huge days.
Nowadays I look healthy. You wouldn't know what has happened this last year by looking at me.
Just the way I like it.
In fact. A lady asked me where I got my haircut the other day.
Totally threw me. and I stammered over the words that so almost came out of my mouth.
"Oh well I had Cancer." ah. Awkward.
Instead. I just said "I actually shaved my head last year and this is how its grown back."
Leaving that Cancer thing that happened that time behind.
Today I will smile.
Because thats all theres left to do.
Please. Will you smile too?
Today, the next day, the day after that and forever. I will be thankful.
For my supportive friends & family. The supportive strangers.
And my health.
What a beautiful, bitter sweet year its been.
A.x