National Cancer Survivor's Day today.  I am a survivor.  I have been since October 2007.  It seems like so long ago.  And yet, at the same time, it seems like it was just yesterday.  I am eternally grateful for all the love and support I have received.  I am saddened that there are not more celebrating this day with me as their fight was much more worthy.  But I am grateful, very grateful. 

I usually participate up in Ann Arbor.  I didn't today.  Husband isn't around.  Other events going on.  Excuses I know.  Sometimes I just try to separate myself from it all.  I don't partipate in Relay for Life events.  I haven't done a lymphoma walk.  I still have issues with it all.  Weird, isn't it?  I'm in remission and in other people's eyes, I should be doing everything.  But I don't.  I still don't bring it up often.  I still, at times, really have a hard time saying it out loud.  When will I be okay with it?  I don't know.  I really don't know.

In any event, at this moment, I am proud to say I am a survivor.  I fought one of the hardest battles and made it through.  I am currently pregnant with my third child as a testament to regaining my health and my life.  I am watching my two boys grow each day.  My husband and I continue to grow closer.  My family and friends are great supports for all my endeavors and I hope, in turn, I am one to them.  Cancer.  It truly sucks.  But within it, there are blessings abound if you can get beyond the ugliness and madness that it stirs.

Livestrong.  I do.  Everyday.