Today's been a hard day. I didn't realize why until a few minutes ago. Since waking, I've been an emotional wreck. I've cried at the drop of a hat.
At first, I thought it was just hormonal but then I realized, I don't have those issues any longer. I'm long past menopause.
When I walked into my office and saw my calendar hanging on the wall, the red ink just about jumped off the page. Six years ago, this was the day my life changed forever.
I didn't want to think about that phone call that would forever be etched in my memory, the one that let me know I was and never had been in control of my life.
Finding out I had cancer was devastating. And even after all these years, I still struggle. There are just some things that won't ever heal.
It's not because I don't want them to, I do, really, I do. But it's just so hard.
I've never sought counseling. I've tried to handle everything on my own. I've tried to process each feeling, each emotion, each breath taking blow as its come, but I've failed miserably.
So today, I'm going to extend myself grace. I deserve it.
And as I go through the motions of the day, I'm hoping I'll be able to hold it together. I need to hold it together.
I'm going to do my best to focus on the positive.
I am still alive. I am currently cancer free (as far as I know), and those things are vitally important.