Hello Cyber Folks
January 26th marked 2 years since I heard those dreaded words "You have cancer".
On the one year anniversary I got a wonderful tattoo from my old friend Erick who co-owns a great tattoo shop in Cambridge, MA called Redemption Tattoo, I highly recommend getting inked there.
This year I didn't even remember the day.
To be honest, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of cancer in some way, so missing the actual day I was diagnosed doesn't seem all that big of a deal.
It seems like many many years since I was in treatment for the beast, but its only been 2 years.
I have learned quite a bit about myself and way too much about cancer, more than I really wanted to know.
Lately, I've been struggling with the other "beast" called depression. This time of year is very challenging. I don't get out much due to the weather and icy sidewalks, not much power walking had. Cancer has taken a back seat and that's o.k. with me.
I'd just like depression to take a seat in the nose bleed section for a while, but for now its staring at me from the front row.
The last week or so i've been waking up and saying "i'm still here, i guess theres a reason for that".
I'm working on trying to be grateful for all that I have, but some days it's extremely challenging.
I'm still here, I dont know why, but I am.
Maybe I don't need to figure it all out right now?
