I Gave Up My Breasts So I Could Live

When I received my second breast cancer diagnosis, I wasn’t sure of my options until I met with my oncologist. She said it was aggressive cancer that would soon take my life if I did not start chemotherapy right away. My first diagnosis had been relatively easy. I only had to cut a small chunk of my breast and go through six weeks of radiation before I could have reconstructive surgery five years later. This time the cancer was spreading at a rapid pace.

We all have them. We meaning those who are diagnosed with breast cancer, going through treatment and even years after treatment. I know I still do so thought I would write them down. They change daily, but writing them is therapeutic. Try it and pleas share!

I often share with my closest friends that I may knock on their door one day for a place to lay my head for a while, and they have all assured me that the door will remain open. That is the beauty of my life and the blessings that I have received. Although alone physically, my spirit is positive because of the people who are family and extended family. We are in each of our lives for a reason. Somehow we found each other to support each other in this vast universe, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Know that wherever you are under whatever circumstances, there is good. Make it a priority to search for it and keep it at the center of your thoughts and prayers.

Some things happen to us in our life that we will never forget. We will remember the time and the place that we first heard of a tragic incident, and we will not forget what we were doing and our reaction to the news.

Whether it is a deadly virus or chronic disease, our health is a challenge. It has the power to unify us as people or divide us as a nation. Any threat to our health that attempts to control our mobility, finances, and relationships has an immediate and lasting effect on who we are, how we operate, and if we survive.