December 13, 2016
It's been 2 years since I rang that bell, ending radiation and months of treatment for breast cancer. I think it's time to end this blog with its 200 complaints... but I'm only partly happy about that.
It's been 2 years since I rang that bell, ending radiation and months of treatment for breast cancer. I think it's time to end this blog with its 200 complaints... but I'm only partly happy about that.
I was pretty happy, when this photo was taken 2 years ago! I look pretty festive, in my shiny wig and bright green sweater. I loved that day, handing out hugs and thanks and candy canes!
December 15, 2017
A year later, I wore that green sweater again, at my daughter-in-law's graduation. Those were busy times, between my son's fall wedding and my daughter's spring wedding. I rarely had a moment to remember that cancer was something I had ever experienced... except on those days when my crazy, curly, chemo hair acted up.
December 11, 2018
December 11, 2018
Recently, that sweater popped out again, when I went to volunteer with my senior groups. This photo shows just a few of the dear folks who have kept me smiling and laughing these past years. That green sweater is a reminder that it's been 2 years since I dealt with cancer treatment. Since I first wore that sweater, I've put on a few pounds, added some wrinkles and I've lost most of my curls... but I'm pretty much the old me.
I've enjoyed griping and celebrating in this old blog. It's time to move on. Cheers to future healthy years!
I've enjoyed griping and celebrating in this old blog. It's time to move on. Cheers to future healthy years!
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