It's 2013. You lived through what was the worst, and scariest, part of your life thus far. When you found out, you didn't think you would live through it, but I'll be the first person to tell you that you did, and, if I can say so, with flying colors.
You never thought you would hear the big "C" word at 25. That just doesn't happen to people. Especially not people that young. I still felt invincible. And if it does, they don't live long enough to tell about it. Sure, you smoked, but you sure as hell didn't think it would cause something like this (and it didn't, just wanted to throw that out there).
Cancer was scary. It always is. But it's gone. And now that its been two years, you don't have to go to the dermatologist every three months anymore! It's twice a year from here on out. You lived. You did everything you could to make your life better.
One thing I will say, though, is you will never forget. Won't forget the fear. Won't forget how thankful you should be for every day you're given. Won't ever forget how lucky you were to get the prognosis that you got. How lucky you were to be taken care of. Won't ever take a day for granted.
On the worst anniversary of your life thus far, please, just don't ever forget. It made you a better person, you just had to go through hell and back to figure that out.
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| the most meaningful of my tattoos. the tattoo that changed my life forever. |
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