When I was diagnosed with Stage III breast cancer just a few short weeks after my 50th birthday, I wondered if I would make it to 60. I knew so little about breast cancer and that diagnosis (along with the facing surgery, chemo, radiation, and more) scared the bejeezus out of me. I was not (and am not) ready to depart this world, but I didn’t know what the future would bring.
I stand here before you now, having reached my 60th birthday and breathing a sigh of relief. This is a big deal to me, especially after this year’s earlier scare and surgery! I made it! It’s been a crazy, challenging, yet wonderful 10 years. But I made it.
I feel great and am fully recovered from my February surgery. That lingering cough is all but gone. I am back to walking a few miles every day. For the most part, I have had no big impacts from that loss of a piece of my lung. Big hills and lots of stairs…? I miss it then!
I’m trying to enjoy every day and I most certainly appreciate every day. Feeling blessed.
Whew. I made it.
Bring on 70!
IMDb: Sixty (Short 2017)