Dear BC,
Well, they cut you out of me and my doctor called and said they got ALL of you! Woohoo!
I look at my scars and they do not remind me of what you took from me, but what I have left! I have life. I have peace. I have joy. I have family. I have faith. I have friends. I am blessed.
While your scars will always remind me, they will never define me.
I am far more than a breast cancer survivor.
I am a daughter of the King. I am the wife of a wonderful man. I am the mother of three fabulous kids. I am the grandmother of six precious little children. I am a sister, an aunt, a daughter, a friend, a coworker, and a tough, sassy, inspired, determined, and truly grateful woman.
Put that in your pipe and smoke it!
Yep, me-n-Jesus...we got this!
/ch
3.23.2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
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