Finding My Dimples

Well, this is the last installment about my recent health scare, although I don't feel I am completely out of the woods until I am cleared by a specialist (I have a consultation Feb 12th so I'm working on it!)

Wrapping my head around the idea of having breast cancer, and then subsequently not having breast cancer was, psychologically, the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
I don't want to say that I'm over it, you never get over it. And when you actually experience something like that, well it really does change you. But the experience taught me some valuable things, and for that, I'm actually thankful.

It taught me to pay more attention to my health, ask more questions and to better appreciate good health when I have it. I discovered the strength, compassion and love of my husband can help me through any storm. I learned that my girlfriends will rally around me during tough times. I learned how important I am in my children's lives but that they are capable, independent and more resilient than I knew. I learned that I still need my parents. And I discovered that many people I know are more courageous and heroic than I could have ever imagined.

I also learned that I need to show my dimples more often, even when I am weathering a storm. So I am smiling again but not only because of my fortunate ending in this particular circumstance, but because I have been so blessed throughout my life. Thanks to everyone who supported me. I hope you will never know how much it is appreciated. But if you ever have reason to, please know that I will be there for you, too.

Okay, enough heavy stuff. Back to some humor and our usual nonsense this weekend.