"Lumpectomy;18 weeks of chemo; 36 rounds of radiation;sleepless nights;hair loss;weight gain, LOTS of prayers& support. NO MORE CANCER!!!"
Oh yeah. I may have forgotten to mention that she had cancer. That's relatively incidental at this point. What really matters is she doesn't any more. She has a routine check-up in six months, but for all intents and purposes, her nightmare is over.
The reason I'm sharing this is because lots of people refer to "kicking cancer's ass". Unfortunately, cancer is so devastatingly awful that happy endings are often few and far between. For even some of the bravest, most resolute victims and supporters faced with dark, bleak prospects, there can be times when talking about "kicking cancer's ass" can feel more like a hollow threat than the rally cry it should be. I know I've been there a time or three.
Marissa is living proof that cancer's ass can be kicked. Marissa did it. If you're staring down some difficult circumstances and you're looking for a reason to remain hopeful, please know that the fight can be won.
Celebrate her victory. but more importantly, draw inspiration from it to use in your struggle.
|Me? I'll be celebrating in this t-shirt.|