For many years now I’ve wondered when my blog would end. Well, I’ve decided, today’s the day…
The last few entries have been about my tough times, my misery, and my despair. However, life is about more than metastatic breast cancer. I’m tired of moping about the house waiting for my own demise. I’m sick of complaining about my bruises and steroid puff. My disease is what it is; nobody can do anything about it.
But that’s not my whole story. Yes, this particular blog is about cancer- but the history of a life can’t be summed up by one word. If my experience with this disease has taught me anything, it is the knowledge that my life may end soon, or it might be prolonged. The most important truth about death is that no one really knows when the end is coming.
That leads me to the title of the blog… Being diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer at thirty-one, is extremely unlucky. All that I’ve been through: the chemo, the brain radiation, the various pills, is unlucky. The hair loss, the mastectomy, the debilitating dizziness: all of that is unlucky. In fact, if you look back at these blog entries, my thirties have been consumed with moments of extreme sadness.
However, I have also been incredibly lucky during my lifetime. I have a husband who loves me, a loyal sister, caring parents, and amazing friends and family. When I close my eyes, my heart fills with memories of good times, not bad. A huge thank you goes to everyone who played a role in my happiness. I want to finish with the poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson that inspired this blog in the first place:
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty;
To find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by
a healthy child, a garden patch
or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed
easier because you have lived;
This is to have succeeded.
Signing off (for now),
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I love and look forward to your posts. I too am a Young BC survivor. Thank you for sharing your life and experiences if makes a difference in others . You have made my life better by sharing feelings and being relatable when sometimes you feel no one can relate. Love you for being you ! Thank you ❤
Thank you for sharing your inspirational thoughts. You have taken the gift of life and really used it to help all of us to think about what life means to us. For many of us who have to witness the suffering of cancer patients, you leave us hope.
Thank you Lisa. I’m sorry to hear about Robert!
We love you, Shorty.
Your courage is so inspiring. Love you
I’m glad you enjoyed it sandi
Your words have touched more lives than you know. Thank you for sharing so much. I hope you will continue writing, even though you are choosing to end the blog.
Thank you! That’s more than I ever could have asked for.
Beautiful. Your life is so much more than MBC. It’s a gift to see that and embrace it. Yes, there’s all the bad stuff and it should be acknowledged. But there’s also the blessings of your life, as you’ve noted. Proud of you, friend.
This means a lot chris
Cancer has not destroyed the beautiful young woman you are. You are a blessing to your family, your husband and all who have the pleasure of knowing you. You go, girl!