Resolved! I apologize for, yet again, dropping off the board for a while. Although, when I don't blog, it is mainly because I don't have anything cancer-related to report. Which means - and this is important - my cancer diagnosis and treatment are rapidly becoming another part of my past. This past is hugely important to me, and it has pretty much defined who I have become, but it also no longer controls my present. My anger at my personal cancer has basically disappeared; my body is back to normal; my energies are focused elsewhere in my life.
I am a year and a half finished with my treatment, and as of one week ago, I am still cancer free (!) and clear for another six months of straight chilling. I do need to note, however, that I have chosen to make cancer a part of my life. Perhaps "chosen" is a strong word, but after everything I have gone through, I have found that I cannot just ignore the fact that I had cancer and move on with my life in some unrelated direction. I volunteer with Imerman Angels; I am looking for a job working at a non-profit; I am running for The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society! The social effects of my illness have made me realize that I can use my experiences to help others, and I want to help.
So, cancer, I hope you have enjoyed your day in the sun, because your influence on my day-to-day living has ended. I would like to thank you for everything that you have given me: amazing new friends, countless opportunities to help others, a voice with which to blog, a level of maturity and self-awareness I might not have found for years. For all this and more, I thank you. I know everyone's cancer-story is unique, and many people possibly don't share my sentiments towards this disease. All things considered, I got off pretty easy. A little depression here, some hair loss there, but I've gotten through it and am stronger for having survived. I can only hope that people with a similar situation can one day have a similar response to their cancer. That's the funny thing about this world: it keeps turning, the days keep coming, and all we can do is respond so that hopefully we can enjoy the days we have. Or something.
It has been a super long winter for me, and my words cannot do justice to how happy I am to finally see things growing again. To run outside. To (hopefully) invest in a mountain bike and pedal all over these crazy suburbs. So that's what is up here. Happy Tuesday, sad toad.
2 comments:
Ya, Fridge!! So glad to see you back on the blog. Clearly, you are kicking arse, which I love to see. And I can't wait to see you FOR REAL in just a few short weeks! WOOOT! xo - Cheese
AH, HAPPY TUESDAY SAD TOAD!!! Man, I missed that. Seriously, though, it's great to read that you're doing so well and that you're going to get a mountain bike and that things are growing and this is going to be a summer where we finally see each other, hopefully! ALSO: Poot.
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