2 YEARS AGO I was told I had “incurable” stage 4, metastatic, secondary breast cancer. What a rollercoaster it’s been. 2 years of quarterly scans. 2 years of holding my breath waiting for my results. 2 years of living with cancer. 2 years of hope. 2 years of focussing on healing. 2 years of thriving.
It's sometimes hard to know how to feel. On one hand I feel incredibly grateful I’m still thriving, yet I'm very aware that things can change really quickly. That the cancer sitting quietly inside me, could decide it's on the move. I'm learning to live alongside the fear, yet focussing very much on living.
Being alive is bloody marvellous. And something I never take for granted. Things can change incredibly quickly. So this weekend we did something we love, that reminds me why being alive is great. A overnight tramp in nature. What makes you feel alive?
Whatever you're doing today I am sending so much love