October 1. It’s National Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
I hate to sound bitter, but . . . well, I’m aware. I’m pretty much aware 24/7, except when I’m sleeping (unless it invades my dreams) or during the very off-moment when I’m totally engrossed in something else. Even then, I think Cancer is at the back of my mind.
You see, while I’m cancer-free, and thankfully have been for almost 22 months now, I’ll always “have” cancer. That’s the paradoxical life of someone with metastatic cancer. I’m living with a metastatic disease, hoping and praying that I don’t get a recurrence.
My personal journey with cancer is almost three years old, having been diagnosed on Dec. 20, 2007. I’ve been in remission for almost two years, starting on Dec. 9, 2008. I’d like to keep the second record going . . . and going . . . and going . . . and going.
Anyways, it’s National Breast Cancer Awareness Month and globally, every 69 seconds a woman dies of breast cancer. It’s a scary, horrifying statistic.
I’m aware, all too aware. Are you? Has breast cancer touched your life in any way?
Cross-posted to Just Enjoy Him.