A year ago today I was in a state of complete shock. It was almost as if I ended up in an oncologist’s office and a bombshell was dropped - I had cancer at 24-years-old.
Oh wait, that really did happen. It’s wild how clearly you can remember certain days of significance with such recollection to every action, taste, thought, smell, conversation, text message, even the clothing on your back (yes, I remember the exact outfit I was wearing that day).
On this day a year ago, I would have never been able to predict where life was going to take me for the next 365 days. I didn’t even know if I would still be on this Earth, and believe me, that thought crossed my mind plenty of times last February.
My hair is short, I’m covered in scars and I definitely don’t have it all together or figured out but I am here today, able to enjoy God, my family, my friends, and my health, and THAT is a gift. It was one of the most harrowing days of my life, which means all the more reason to celebrate today.
I have so much more to say and not enough time to write it all this morning, which is why I will be parking myself with my laptop at the nearest coffee shop to catch up with one of the loves of my life - writing. I hate writing in a hurry, I never can get my words out the way I want them to when I'm in a rush. I also haven't had enough coffee to really make much sense, so..more to come later :)