Creating my very own support group! What’s that saying?...If you can't find it, build it!
With Christmas approaching, I figured it’s a perfect time to share the ways cancer has truly blessed my life.
Talking about breast cancer right after I was diagnosed was, at times, as difficult as hearing it from my doctor.
Even now, three years after my diagnosis, I still struggle with what to call my cancer “experience”.
I’m not sure I will ever get over the fact that I had breast cancer but I do know I got through it.
There I was, sitting at a picnic table in lime green PJs with my bubbles tucked in my shirt pockets eating an enormous corn dog.
Saying goodbye to my tiny boobettes was more difficult than I thought it was going to be.
The internet is an incredible and powerful tool but it can also be a completely scary, R-rated, I should never have seen/read/or heard that but now it’s forever imprinted in my brain kind of place.
Yoga became my support group and I never had to say a word.
When I was diagnosed, I didn’t, and still don’t, feel sick. Not one bit.