A Journey that is not planned can be the one that teaches you the most
I do not usually write a letter at Christmas time. Things sometimes change for reasons we can not control, so this year I decided to sit down and try to put this years journey into words. Last January I was diagnosed with breast cancer. It was not something that I expected to face at the age of 41 or any time in my life for that matter. I had had two mammograms since I turned 40 and they were both “clear” both did not find my cancer. My diagnosis set our lives spinning. Before I knew it I was meeting with breast surgeons and talking about what my options were. On February 7th I had a double mastectomy, after a long recovery from my surgery I started my chemo, Fourteen weeks of dose dense chemotherapy. I finished my chemo up on July 15th.
I was so moved and over come with all of the love and support I received from my family and friends. Meals, laundry, dishes the list goes on. The people that I loved really stepped up and helped our family. I will forever be grateful for that. Thank you! I also made new friends along the way. I joined a support group for young breast cancer survivors, and I started a blog to help me navigate through all of the emotions that I was going through. I started to reach out to other breast cancer survivors online to find information and to find out how to deal with my diagnosis. I now write my own personal blog called Spruce Hill, and I write with 20 other cancer survivors on our blog called Mothers With Cancer. I have met woman all over the world, Bloggers who I have become friends with. I could have never imagined the support that I have received from these people that I have never met in person. My blog has changed a bit since I have finished my treatment and I am branching out a bit and have added a blog just for my photography called, Spruce Hill Images from my everyday life. My cancer changed the way I look at the world and I have gained strength through my creativity.
I made it through my chemo, a lot easier than I expected. When my hair started to fall out I took control and shaved it myself. Taking back the control I lost from my diagnosis. Since my last treatment in July, my hair has begun to grow back. I have been told that it is very Euro chic. I am just glad to have it. It is amazing how cold you get when you don’t have hair!
Paul and the girls have done so well with all of this. The girls are thriving and doing so well in school as if nothing has happened. Keeping it real, keeping me laughing everyday, no matter what is going on in our lives. Making up songs about me being bald and rubbing my head and telling me how soft it is. Paul has been my rock, to say the least and the one person who has kept me focused on my goal. He has been incredible in everyway. He has cooked, cleaned, done laundry, driven the girls to parties, and did carpooling to school. Holding my hand during chemo, and making sure I was comfortable and never wavering, not once. Telling me all the time how much he loves me and that I am beautiful. How could I ask for anything more?
So Yes! I have learned a lot about myself this year, I have learned how strong I am and how I can do anything if I can kick cancer’s butt. I walked along with a team of family and friends in the Susan G. Komen Race for the cure on October 19th. My team, Team Sarah raised over $2000 for the cure. I made it the whole 5k, something that I could have not done 5 months before. Our family is back to “normal” now. The girls are busy with school and life. I am delving into the world of survivorship, which is not as easy as it sounds. I am greatful for everyday that I wake up and put my feet on the floor. Thankful for everyday that I can kiss my husband and children, make them dinner and take care of them. I feel truly blessed to be standing on the other side of cancer and treatment, and proud to call myself a breast cancer survivor.
I wish everyone a blessed and joyous Christmas. May your family have the privilege of a happy and healthy year to come.
Merry Christmas,
Sarah
PS- I am hoping to take a bit of a writing break for a couple days. I hope to return in a couple of days to share our wonderful Holiday.
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