It’s been six months since my first chemotherapy treatment, seven months since my diagnosis. I am feeling so good right now. The immunotherapy side effects are there, but manageable. My surgery went smoothly and I am recovering well. I won’t get biopsy results for two weeks, so I am here enjoying the good stuff. The reality is that this may be a temporary reprieve. If I need more chemo it will be back to square one. But I don’t want to think about that right now.

I need a moment to enjoy my life, to bask in the absence of everything that comes along with chemo. To breathe.

Last year vs. this year. Lost 50 pounds, my hair, my breasts but gained so much appreciation for life. I can honestly say I’m happier now because with gratitude comes peace.

There has been so much physically I couldn’t control that I was forced to let go of worry and expectations. I found that other areas of my life benefited from this attitude shift as well. I was able to let go of a lot of hurt feelings and sadness and forgive myself (and others). Instead of dwelling on the past I am looking toward the future and finding joy every day.