It's funny how these national days of observance for one thing or another go by without ever giving it or the people observing it another thought...that it is, until the observance holds significance for YOU.
That's how I am about National Cancer Survivors Day. This hits close to home for me because I am a survivor.
I didn't come here before now to post this because I didn't want to make it a plea for little ole me...hey, I'm a poet! A poster here and I are members of the same church and knew about this, and if she shared it with any of you, that is fine...the more prayers the better. But I just didn't share it here, and I apologize for not being up front with you...though we wouldn't know each other if we passed on the street, many of us have walked together since the Bro. Yohe days.
So here's the deal... I was diagnosed two years ago with Stage 3 ovarian and uterine cancer. Had the surgery and the chemo...lost all my hair, and they almost lost me...spent 21 days in the hospital with pneumonia last summer...and most importantly, had mountains of prayers and support.
Today...well my hair is growing back, my strength is still a day to day thing, but I can care for myself most days, albeit slow. I walk with a cane due to falling from neuropathy in my feet (due to the chemo I am told), but I am up and functioning.
My blood work keeps coming back good, and my three month checkups have all been good.
To God be the glory!
Why others I know have not survived, I wish I knew. They had faith and treatment. They had a support system. God loved them just as He loves me. I can't figure it out, but I am grateful for today.
And so, June 7th this year holds great significance for me. I am a survivor! Though I don't know what tomorrow may bring, for today I am a survivor and I give God the glory!
*I don't like high-fives, but this is an exception* 
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