Friday, July 22, 2011

Twenty-two | Halifax, NS Breast Cancer Survivor

Ahhhhhh, the 22nd.  You hit me like a tonne of bricks.  My monthly reminder.  

The 22nd of each month brings me back to that day in December, the day of diagnosis.  It hits hard and I visualize myself getting that phone message, I hear Charlotte's voice... the doctor would like to see you... today... bring a friend or family member...

I instinctively cry.  I cry for the fear I had, the unknown, for the disbelief I had as I fell to the floor with the phone in my hand.

Then I cry with thanks.  Thanks for the path I have taken and the kind souls I have had with me along the way.  Thanks for the past seven months that have changed me.  Tears of relief.

The 22nd hits me like this each month. Tears and relief.  It gets easier.  And I'm thankful that I'm able reflect on my amazing journey and the strength I have because of it.

Happy Friday.


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Monday, July 18, 2011

Whatchyou talkin about, Willis? | Halifax, NS

I'm a little perplexed about the blog.  Now that my world is getting back to normal, what do I do with the blog?  I mean, if you're here to see some pretty pictures, you're probably a little surprised at all the talk about breasts.  

Let's be honest, when it was just pictures there weren't too many people popping by.  Then I started talking about breasts and cancer and what a wreck I was and more people started popping in.  I like that.

So I'm going to do what feels right for me.  I'm going to keep talking about breasts and cancer (because it's important!) aaaaaaand I'm going to start showing you some more pretty pictures again (because that's what I love).  I'll throw in a little bit of this and a little bit of that.  It's all a big jumbled mess of who I am.  And I like it.

Thanks for stopping by; I'm glad you're here!


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