It's now January 3rd and I can feel myself starting to exhale. Phew...the holidays can be rough. I think part of it comes from the fact that I don't acknowledge the potential difficulty until it has arrived in its full blown glory. I'd love to rid myself of the feelings of uncertainty and angst that come along with the anniversary of the day that changed my life forever, but that's the nature of the beast with anxiety. There isn't always an easy off switch.
I'm a work in progress for sure, but with each experience, I gain more knowledge about myself and how I can grow and move on without getting stuck. In the meantime, those close to me have to put up with my transformation and sometimes have to pull me out of the mud. Their patience with me is often unwavering.
It's 2015, a new year, a chance to learn, grow, reflect, move on and start anew. I'm doing my best to do just that.
On the last day of this month, I will be 3 years cancer-free. That, my friends, is one giant reason to breathe in deeply and exhale.
"Forget what hurt you, but never forget what it taught you."
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