The Single Mom Chronicles

and all your derivatives: we’re going to stop you.

I, am the face of a cancer ass-kicker.

So is my best friend, her boyfriend, and many other people I know, young and old. It’s true that once you’ve hit us, we become marked; we’re always being monitored, we’ve got milestones to meet and tests to do. It’s also true that waiting for results and appointments to see our specialists cause a level of anxiety you wouldn’t wish upon your worst enemy.

However another thing that’s true is that you, you awful process of the human body, also make us see life from a very different perspective. I’m not going to lie that once a year, I grow a new gray hair. And when my specialist recommends an additional test, my gray hairs become 2. And this year, when that test led to another, and then another, and then a small procedure, and then meetings with more specialists….well let’s just say it’s time to call my colorist.

Throughout all this, loved ones stepped up and kept me pre-occupied. A certain special lady in my life (who is convinced she has a direct line to the Virgin Mary with her prayers), prayed so much for me she told me that just to shut her up, the Holiest of women will help me through. My team of medical and natural practitioners crank up the immune support so my body can fight everything and anything it needs to. And my kids….well they keep me grounded and busy with life…..and dirt…..and noise…..so I have no time or energy to think about you and your potential threat.

Today was my last specialist appointment. As I sat in the waiting room, awful horrid thoughts in my head combined with an overall sense of calm in my soul. This could only go one of two ways between you and I: black or white, yes or no, fight or no fight. No grays. No maybes. I joked around with the staff I’ve known for years, and finally the specialist read the report and turned it over. In front of me were the most beautiful words I have ever seen: No malignancy found.

A collective sigh of relief was felt by my entire existence. Friends and family were in tears of joy. The trees, much greener and lusher to me than they had ever seemed before. A serene smile was on my face all day as I extended my gratitude to the entire universe for all its love and positivity, and a heartfelt “THANK YOU” to that Holy Lady up there who I know is winking down at me.

As I sit here writing this, the thunderstorm outside is magnificent. Listening to my younger son put together a lego set and helping my older son with an ancient civilizations project is a perfect way to spend my evening. Possible threat of new disease and past cancer battles, I thank you. Because of you, I am very aware of the now and I’m making the most of it. My mind and positive outlook are going to be my weapons in my fight against you.

So, retreat now you cells that divide and conquer because very soon we’re going to put a stop to this out of control mechanism of yours. Today, my team, my loved ones and I, got one step closer and everyday more of us are winning the battle against you.

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