One Year and One Day

One year ago today... I was frantically making appointments for an MRI and pre-admission testing and genetic counseling as requested by my surgeon (who I'd only become a patient of that morning)... it was crazy.  A radiologist had called and told me I had cancer about 24 hours earlier.

I'm so thankful to be on the other side of things this year, but remembering those early days is difficult.  I think because I remember how sad I was and mostly how hard it was to tell people.  Calling Juan, my parents... trying to find the right words to explain to a seven-year-old who had figured out almost immediately that somethings was wrong why we were sad but also why it was going to be ok.  It sucked!

It seems like I should have something enlightening to say at this moment.  Like I should be sharing what I learned over the last year and how this experience had changed me.  But instead I kind of feel unable to analyze it or to focus my words right now so I'm not going to try.

For now I will just say THANK YOU to all the people who supported me in so many different ways over the last year... with a meal, a card or gift, a phone call, a text or email, a drink... and the countless thoughts and prayers that were said for my family.  To anyone who took a moment out of their day to think about us and wish us well, thank you so much!