Just a quick note today. Went to see my awesome therapist. I'm at such a healthy place mentally and emotionally that I don't have to have a standing appointment any more. I can just call him when I need him. That was 2 years of really hard work! I finally have me back. Silver linings. Enough said.
OK. So, I can't sleep, and I'm thinking. Maybe this won't be a quick note after all.
I envision another scenario where I go through this journey quietly and privately, sharing it with my family, growing closer to my significant other as we draw on each other for strength, but that's not the road the universe gave me. I am called to share this experience out loud. The act of writing is my significant other. I draw strength from sharing this road with my readers. I hope that knowing there is fun and humor amid pain, that there is love and nurturing even when you feel alone, and that there is strength and joy in finding your truth can be an inspiration to someone else who needs to know that we do not travel through this world alone. I am here. If I can fight, anyone can. I'm not special. I'm no stronger than anyone else who has had or who will have breast cancer. I'm just not afraid to share the journey. Thank you for travelling with me. I know you're with me. I feel your prayers and positive thoughts.
I read this today, and it resonanted with me:
"Magic is nothing more than desire made real." --Deborah Harkness