Happy Holidays!?

Tomorrow my father and I will make the trip to Dana Farber once again. This trip is just the typical six month check up. My mind and body know this but I can't help but feel the ominous black clouds lurking in the distance. Memories and emotions come flooding back. I can see the fear in my children's eyes when TIm and I talk about tomorrow's schedule. Time goes on but the wounds are still there. The fear, anger, anexity are tangible.

I think about all the other people who will be joining me in the waiting rooms. I feel for a friend who was recently diagnosed. I mourn the old healthy me. The one who had perfect vision thanks to LASIK, the mom who could run half marathons and drive at night. The one who didn't have to constantly pick up the pieces of her shattered life. The one who didn't have cancer


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