4th May 2018
Dear Breast Cancer,
So you decided to rock up 10 days ago and whilst you initially shook my world you brought the gift of overwhelming love and life for which I am eternally grateful. Especially for the friends and family who have been there for me.
Whilst I’d normally be rushing to work and taking the kids to their clubs you put that on hold. This week you’ve brought me mammograms, biopsies, MRI scans, radioactive injections and today surgery -but you also brought me perspective. Now I wake up and look out the window. I haven’t rushed anywhere. In fact I’ve slowed right down and savoured every step whilst holding the hands of those closest to me. You’ve made me realise that it’s ok to spend an hour seeing how many Barbie outfits one can make out of kitchen roll (it’s quite a few if you’ve got the robust stuff) and it’s ok to do the floss at high speed in tandem with your kids whilst waiting to pay for said kitchen roll.
Whilst I’ll not be sorry to see you go nor regretful for changing the locks over the next few months to make sure you don’t return, I can’t help but feel some gratitude that you’ve opened my eyes to life and to love in a new shiny way.
Oh and don’t bother calling into see any of my family and friends. I’d give my right boob to tell them myself what you’ve taught me – in fact that’s what I’ve just done (who needs two anyway). So I hope my friends all read this and that they hold everyone around them a little closer, do the floss dance if they so desire and check themselves for any signs of you.
Thank you for stopping by to show me that my life is ace. Now bugger off.