The road to recovery is definitely not paved with rose petals and blossums...but I've been told by other Proud Survivors and personally discovered... the struggle to get through it is worth it. And I have to admit, that at the beginning of this "unwelcomed" journey, I couldn't see much of the other side. I was worried and scared, but I tried for the life of me not to show it. I can't tell you how many days I was crying inside and thought I would go out of my mind, even though not many people know this. My own husband had no idea most days.
I found healing in positive thinking and in the Grace of God. I have always been a believer, but I think that foundation is totally unbreakable after this past year.
What I think is funny is how people I know react to me now versus to how they did back then. When I was going through chemo, I saw the pity that people had in their eyes and the "Oh my gosh, you are so young" comments...well, I have had the same pity in my eyes before too, and let me tell you...please don't. These are probably the strongest women I will ever know...spiritually and personally. I hope someday to fit in the same category as them, because they are truly my heroes. I don't think I could have made it without hearing the success stories that they shared around the Chemo lounge. These women truly helped calm my fears.
A friend of mine asked me the other day if I could re-do my life, if I would leave this part out...NO WAY!!! God had a plan, and I am on a mission to find out the rest of it! To all of the survivors out there...YOU WOMEN ROCK!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
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