My story begins at a regularly scheduled routine mammogram in November 2014, right after my 40th birthday.
A very small lump was found in my left breast and time sort of stood still and started rolling out of control all at the same time.
I was devastated, scared, worried for myself and my family all at the same moment.
Ultrasounds, biopsies, chemo, surgeries, radiation, all in the matter of only about 9 months.
Chemo and the whole process was actually pretty uneventful for me. I feel very blessed still that I was not sick or hurting through any of it.
Besides losing every stitch of hair on my body which of course came right back, and a few scars, I’m pretty unscathed really.
There is of course the emotional side of it still. There is not a day that goes by without it being in my mind and the constant worry of if or when it might return.
But my two wonderful girls help to keep those thoughts at bay. Watching them grow and do things they enjoy, especially ride and showing their horses, is a daily reminder and push for me to get up every morning and live life just exactly how I want.