I had no idea that was a real thing. But it is. June 1st.
National Cancer Survivors Day.
How awesome is that? I love that we can recognize people who have beaten the odds and thrived. And it gives me a reason to brag on my grandma for a minute.
Cancer is a scary word. It's a scarier word when you are hearing it for a third time. Which is what my grandma was facing a few months ago. Stage 4 Lymphoma.
This woman who battled breast cancer not only once, but twice was looking at tumors that had appeared all over her body in less than a years time.
Laughing she told me "I don't get colds. I don't get sick ever. I just keep getting cancer."
Her spirit is strong though. She laughed and made jokes on the phone when I talked to her even when she was tired and didn't feel well. She stayed positive and assured everyone that we would all get through this.
And last week when she went in for a round of chemo she got the news that she was cancer free. Again.
She has months to go before her treatment is up, just to ensure that the cancer doesn't come back. But it's gone now.
The woman is my hero.
This lady who not only raised two kids of her own and made a life took me in and raised me too. The same woman who was never sick beat cancer three times. She is strong and brave and funny. She always has an opinion and makes it known, she is nosy as all get out and knows all the celebrity gossip. And even though we didn't always get along she did her best and I never wanted for much and I always knew I was loved.
I love her lots and am so glad she kicked cancer's butt one more time so that I get to keep her around to kick mine for years to come.
And I am so glad we have a national day to celebrate her and people like her.
No comments:
Post a Comment