I often act like there’s no tomorrow. And rightfully so, I suppose, since I have a Stage 4 breast cancer diagnosis.
But I’ve learned a lot in the four months since my diagnosis.
For one, I’m still here. And I’m doing well. Very well.
For another, I need to behave like that which I expect to become: A long-term Stage 4 breast cancer survivor
Of course, it’s terrifying. Of course anyone in my shoes would have the right to feel like “this is it” – and then act accordingly. That’s why, for example, I insisted on two Easter Egg hunts this year, instead of just one. Why I’m thrilled that it’s almost summer – and I’m still here.
There’s nothing wrong with living life to its fullest and seizing the day…unless you’re pushing yourself to the point where you’re going backwards – and enjoyment has turned into obsession. Obsessed with squeezing every moment out of life… just in case. I was teetering on that edge.
This is an excerpt from my blog for The Pink Fund for this week. To read the post in its entirety, go to The Pink Fund.
Copyright 2011, Amy Rauch Neilson