If life has taught me anything in the last couple years, it is that beauty, sadness, gratitude and grief can coexist all at once.
So, as I've been savoring the beauty of Spring here in Holland and appreciating so many things about this new chapter in my life, I've also been struggling mightily to adjust to life without Mom (in the way I was used to)...and also with an enormous amount of fear about my cancer returning.
Last Friday I went in for follow up scans (CT and PET), to see how my body is doing post-chemo treatment. How strange to have to ask a doctor how my body is doing! Until this point, we've only been doing blood tests. So, to have these have these big scans felt both important and scary.
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I am thrilled to share the good news: that my scans showed no signs of cancer.
My oncologist even said the magic word of "remission".
The relief I feel is hard to articulate.
I think a part of me has been holding my breath since Mom's diagnosis (10/2019) and mine (3/2020). There is a loss of innocence in knowing how quickly life can turn upside down without your consent.
Bigger, deeper breaths.
Baby steps in trust.
Riding the waves, daring to hope....and, as always,
so grateful for your support.
❤️
