Feet First | 189
One year ago today I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I can't believe it's just been one year, it feels like at least two or three or five. And yet, I can remember this day like it was yesterday. I think the weather and the time of year, with its subtle cues of winter into spring and the change in the light have triggered a stronger, sort of sense memory than I would have imagined. I've been very tired lately, which brings back another physical reminder of last year, and I think it might be my body's way of registering the anniversary too.
I'm looking forward to passing each of these cancer-related anniversary dates in the coming months and marking them appropriately, acknowledging how far I've come. I feel good.
So, it seemed very appropriate that today I saw the first real, true sign of spring while JD and I were out walking. Forsythia in bloom means spring is right around the corner and I needed that pick-me-up, today of all days.
Happily, my C-day anniversary falls on a Tuesday night, so my friends and I, who regularly gather at a local pub, will have something to raise our glasses to.