What an unfair burden.

After a bit of sleep and a very long day things in my brain are still a bit foggy.The feelings you have one day that may totally rule your life, may have zero impact on your life the next day.

Yesterday I felt like cancer was this horrible thing that was laid on my lap and I never asked for it. Down deep I never thought I would be in this situation, so most days I just roam around lost.

Do you feel like a burden? You probably are. Less than 5% of women under 40 get breast cancer…so if/ when this happens there is no way to prepare. Your family will suffer, your body will suffer, your kids will suffer…and to make it all worse ….your finances will suffer. In one week I had $200 worth of prescriptions alone. That has nothing to with medical bills that will role in soon, and even basic preparations for chemo next week. This just seems unfair in a way. Yes…at 32 with 2 small children at home while battling cancer isn’t punishment enough… there is still the stress of every other daily activity too. Something just sounds wrong.

Today I went to a tea party for breast cancer survivors at the hospital. It was not as easy as I thought. I panned the room and quickly noticed I was one of the youngest. Probably the only one who had a 4 year old child. I was in a room full of survivors… and I wasn’t one yet. That didn’t sit well with me. They were all very sweet and kind…it’s just our stories were all different…and I wasn’t sure I was ready to tell mine, or to hear theirs just yet.

Tomorrow is a great day as I head to my parents for some R & R . I get to have some laughs and maybe even forget I have cancer for a minute or two. Saturday I go to the wig shop and it will be a major turning point ( and I don’t mean me.)

What most don’t know is Sophie (my 4 year old) has mentioned to multiple people, including myself….”If I was going to die?”

She prays for me at school and knows I’m sick…but that’s about it. So Saturday my mom, her, and I will go wig shopping. I’ll try to mostly laugh, and do what I do best…be a great mom. We’ll try on funny wigs, be silly, and somehow show her I will be fine.

Even if I had a million dollars, or even a million do-overs I’m not sure I’d change a thing. (well except cure cancer of course) This is me. The real me, doing the best I can everyday the Good Lord gives me.

Since I have to end on a positive note for John this is all I’ll say:

I know the value of life now, and it doesn’t start with a dollar sign.

I love my kids , my husband, family and friends. Happy Valentines Day to all 🙂

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