What am I thankful for? The list could be limitless, but this year I'm thankful to be here. Things could have been very different for me and for my family this year because I was diagnosed with invasive breast cancer.
When I heard those words echoing around the silent room of the doctor's office, I could not register what I was hearing. As my husband and my son, faces drained of color, sat beside me while the doctor explained it all on a medical level, all I could think was, "I want my grandchildren to remember me. God, if I die now, some of them won't remember."
It's been months of struggles, pain, helplessness, surgeries, and yet, here I am. To have my friends and family pitch in to help dress me, change my bandages, empty drain tubes, cook and clean for me has been the most humbling experience of my life, but it helped open my eyes and ponder on how that Jesus suffered so much, endured so much, surely, I could get through this.
My surgeries, with all their complications, are finally over. My pain is easing. My body will always be disfigured, but it will always be a reminder, I am here, I am cancer free, my grandchildren will grow and they will remember me.
