Five years is a long time. Of not knowing if things will change or stay the same. To get the dreaded call after the annual visit. I cannot imagine the fear she felt after each visit. To always wondering if the dreaded C word was going to come back in her life. Unguarded moments where you wonder what you had done to be in this situation, but not realizing that God had a bigger plan for her.
I don’t think I could have the courage she exhibited during the treatment. I watched helplessly as she battled chemo and radiation, but I always knew she was a strong one. A fighter. A rebel. She would not go down without a fight. She had great mentors, one who recently passed who taught her to live each day with joy and to never ever give up. To go on your own terms even when it felt like they were forced on to you. But now on February 29th she went from Cancer Patient to just patient, and for that I am grateful. I get to see her beautiful face and know that she is not to be messed with.
But now she is Free. And for that I will always be thankful.