Archive of a Breast Cancer Survivor
In celebration of a good day, indulge with a walk to the park. Lie on the grass and look at the sky. See what beauty the simple will bring: the shadow of tree limbs delicate on grass, a palm tree and a cloud stark against the blue sky, and the curious frown of your dog while children play in the distance. It’s days like this that help one see the metaphorical light at the end of the tunnel. I saw mine. Two more chemo applications left and then I’m done! Mark the calendar, April 14th. Eighteen more days, six hours, twelve minutes, and twenty-two seconds! I can hear the clock now and it’s ringing loud. It’s roaring and I’m deaf with delight. Just two more times. One. Two.