One Year Ago Today. A Grandmother's Forever Strength

On January 27th I went to my scheduled mammogram and ultrasound. It was my late grandmother’s birthday. I felt she was there with me that day, and I felt her strength of her would keep me safe from the hard stuff that day.

But, it was when I signed my consent form in the small room where the mammogram would take place that I knew I had cancer. I knew my grandmother’s strength and determination got me there that day. She led me to this moment.

And as I lay on my right side, while they rolled the ultrasound wand around my armpit, she held my hand to comfort me. She hasn’t left my side through my battle.

But, it was this day, I knew. The medical professionals couldn’t confirm what my grandmother already told me. I had breast cancer. My mortality was at stake.

January 27, 2023:

One year ago today.

One year ago today life drew a line in the sand, on my life.

On my LIFE.

One year ago I had to pick.

One year ago today I didn't know my essence. I didn't know my magic.

One year ago today I sure as shit didn't know my strength. One year ago today I didn't know I had to rise, dig deep, and contend with what was about to occur.

My fight didn't take my voice. My spirit. My moment to rise came quickly after.

I made a choice. My eyes stayed on what I started, knowing it wasn't the end. It can't be.

Fighter. One year ago I wouldn't have chosen that word to describe me.

One year ago today.