In the midst of facing this fear of dying, there have been two points of clarity that have surfaced.
#1: People get put under everyday, I am not that special. Why not become part of the machine in search of better health?
#2:Victory lies in appreciating my family that have won battles of their own.
Modern day Minervas have gathered around me to offer story and support. I am so grateful and honored to run the strides of life with you.
My sister Dawn...always watching over me, aiding and abetting crimes of cake and cover stories. We can't be too far away from each other...even having surgeries a day apart from one another. We've waded through tides together and will both survive this week. Sunning somewhere soon.
And there she is. My Mama. I remember when she had her hysterectomy. And as she stands watching over me, I look to her. She reminds me that there will be a light at the end, after you have lept through barbed wire hurdles, scraped your knees....get back up and life will ease.
My Dad shows me resilience. We didn't see each other a lot when I was growing up, but he was always there to offer his own creative wisdom and show me all the possibilities I have with rich artistic talent running through my blood.
Aunt Nell and Dad. She has shown me her enduring love and support throughout my lifeline and I have grown to really appreciate it as I get older. She makes me not be so scared of cancer since she is a wise fierce survivor of 7 years!
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