Yesterday I kept waiting for someone to remember. Actually no one did. But like most survivors of breast cancer, I remembered. Yesterday was 11 years.
11 years ago today I was recovering from a successful surgery.
In honor of my breast cancerversary, I ordered wire cloches for my garden pots, so when I put my Tabasco peppers out the squirrels and chipmunks don’t try to dig them up as seedlings. I am also having my bio energy done.
Life and time march on. And that’s the point of this. It’s not some guilt trip for people not remembering my cancerversary. It’s the fact I have had the great gift of life after breast cancer.