Finding fabulous
Dec 14
Sometimes I remember that I had cancer, and I am in danger of recurrence. My chest constricts, my heart starts to pound, I blink, I tell myself to breathe, and I physically rotate my shoulders back to force the weight of the cancer to roll off and away. After shaking it off, I lift my chin, I step away from the fear, and I go do something fabulous. You know, like...
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