Now she is fine, "Cancer Free" and except for some of the effects left from the radiation treatment (those suck!), we both have a renewed outlook about life. But I have to tell you, I was angry there for a while.
I stopped writing, I stopped working out, I felt like I got hit by a truck… and I wasn't the one with cancer. But you sit and watch your best friend go through something like that and it changes you.
How could I write and enjoy my life when the person I love gets hit with such a thing? I tried my best but once she had her surgery and then while she went through her radiation treatments, the only energy I had was for her and to take care of my son. Writing, trying to inspire others and even working or taking care of myself seemed like the last things I wanted to do.
Ultimately, I did what I had to do… and as I ask myself those important 3 questions in past tense I can only come with:
- When I was doing it!
I love you D!