The changes of breast cancer. It’s enough to give you emotional and mental whiplash. These days it’s been so hard to talk about the hard parts of what’s been going on with me cancer wise, when soooo much good is happening too. I’ve kept so much of it close to my chest (no pun intended ☺️), but making this reel and looking through allll I’ve been through- the joy in the midst of pain, the crazy in the midst of joy, I see God’s hand and I see my resilience. And I know that somehow, someway, we will make it again. I have doctor’s appointments coming up again and I’m furious. My blood work is crap and I’m furious. I’m furious also because I’m praying for me to get this MRI appointment sooner while also TERRIFIED and not wanting to do the MRI. It’s a mind trip, y’all. I’m pleading with medical personnel to get me faster appointments while not wanting to be at ANY. I have a scan coming up too because of something that was first found by myself and then confirmed by my oncologist. They offered that I can wait 3 months and see if it grows or try to get a sooner appointment for a MRI, I didn’t want to do either. I hate BOTH options. I hate them BOTH. I don’t want to wait and see if this thing grows, and my body, my dear body, my traumatized body, riddled with PTSD, shakes at the very thought of that MRI. So, what do I do? I’m a cancer veteran right? So, it’s not “over”, so I strap on my armor, I remember I’m not alone, I call on my community, and I lean in — HARD, to GRACE. Grace that is bigger and greater than my fears. I don’t know what all the pictures that will be added to my life, I don’t know how long my life will be either because NONE OF US DO, even when we live like we do— Don’t wait for some disease or trauma to come into your life to make you appreciate it. Appreciate it today. STAY PRESENT THROUGH IT ALL. To be continued... I love ya’ll.❤️