A New Adventure

Well, we just never know what lies ahead of us on this journey through life. I have suffered the absolutely worst news anyone could every hear. No, not cancer. The first worst news was that my 6 day old first born son had died. The second, and even more devastating, was that my 17 year old, second born son was killed in an accident. This having cancer has got to be easier than that.

I have decided that I need to keep a journal to help document my feelings about this process. I am still in the phase where I have to keep reminding myself that I have breast cancer. The discomfort at the biopsy site helps me to remember. And I am still saying "I have been diagnosed with breast cancer," not "I have breast cancer". Semantics, for sure. I have joined a Yahoo support group for breast cancer. I know I am not alone.