2 years, 4 months, 3 days

‎2 years, 4 months, 3 days.

That’s how long I’ve had cancer.

That’s 2 years, 4 months, 3 days of learning two very important life lessons:

1. You really have no idea how strong you are until being strong is your only option.
2. Sometimes you just have to laugh because if you don’t, you’ll fall apart.

2 years, 4 months, 3 days of deciding that I won’t be a victim, but I’ll use my experiences to improve and learn from. That’s a 50 pound weight loss, a beautiful (surprise!) baby, a new house and a new car, editing a few (now published) books, a few vacations, a few photography contests won…. life goes on because I refused to let it stay still.

2 years, 4 months, 3 days….

“Sarah, I think today is a good day to celebrate. It looks like treatment worked. There’s no evidence of cancer in your body.”

Today I graduate from ‘cancer patient’ to ‘cancer survivor.’

14 thoughts on “2 years, 4 months, 3 days

  1. Your writing alone almost made me want to shout “F”’ YEAH!” :-D.

    Seriously, though, congrats. I’ve been in a somewhat similar situation, and it feels like the weight of the world just got lifted off of your shoulders. Enjoy it, you’ve deserved it.

  2. So many people I love never made it to that particular graduation. Knowing about someone who has, even a complete stranger, makes me ridiculously happy. Congratulations, good health, and a long, long life to you.

  3. Great news, this is probably the best and most important post that’s ever been on Bookworm Blues. At least, it is the one I’m most pleased to read.

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