"magic happens when you do not give up, even though you want to.
the universe always falls in love with a stubborn heart."
7 years ago today i got the call that i had cancer.
still seems like just yesterday.
it felt like the phone was going to ring at 10:30am telling me that the doctor needs to talk to me right away. i can remember the nurse's voice. i remember the tone in her voice. i remember immediately knowing something was wrong and then hearing the words and the tears starting to fall. i remember every second. i think that likely all cancer patients do.
i still remember the frantic moments of that day with such amazing clarity.
and i remember when the oncologist originally told us the statistics. and i remember knowing the reality that those statistics would not allow me to watch my one year old daughter grow up.
i am living beyond those statistics now and continue to plan on breaking those statistics and being ones of the outliers that gives the doctors and other patients the hope that someone has to be the one that does not fall into the usual numbers.
someone has to be the outlier right, why not me?
i remember how i felt last year on my canciversary - i remember writing that post and exactly how i shitty i felt last summer.
i would be lying to say that it isn't hard to be here one year later and still not feeling well and being back in treatment again. it is hard to know that the best we think we can hope for at this point is that the tumors don't grow or spread. there are a million things i could likely say about that but i am tired and emotional and i am sure that you can guess those million things i would say.
so 7 years today.
not one single day since that i have not thought of or somehow had my day shaped by cancer.
not one single day. in 7 years. that is a lot of days.
but i hope with everything i have that i am writing the canciversary post #8 on this day next year, regardless of how i feel.
i just want the chance to write the post.
that is really all i have wanted since july 16th, 2010.