Seven years since my cancer diagnosis. Seven years since the day the shit hit the fan. Seven years since I started this blog. Seven years since the family and I sat around brainstorming what the heck to call it. Seven years. It’s even hard for me to believe seven years have passed. But there it is, seven years! Who would have thought I’d have to so much to say? Dear Hubby asked me recently how long I intended to keep at it.
“How much more do you have to say about cancer anyway?”
It was a fair question.
“You’d be surprised,” was my response.
Fair answer, too, right?
I have no idea how long I’ll keep hitting the keyboard churning out blog posts. I don’t plan too far ahead. (Which irks Dear Hubby because he is the world’s greatest long-range planner, or would like to be). Cancer has a way of reminding us both even now, seven years out, that plans are merely that, plans. Cancer doesn’t give a rat’s ass about plans.
Who knows what really is on the horizon, right?
And would you really want to know?
For now, I plan to keep blogging and writing in other various formats.
This post is to celebrate seven years.
To be clear, it is not to celebrate cancer or any so-called awakening (didn’t have one). Or cancer’s lessons (mostly learned shitty stuff). Or cancer’s silver linings (other than meeting some wonderful people, there are none). No way.
It is to celebrate blogging. And sharing. And friendships forged. And advocacy. And truth telling. And YOU, my dear readers.
Mostly, it is a chance for me to say, thank you for sticking around. If you’re new here, welcome.
You inspire me. You keep me going. Together we help one another keep going. I like to think that anyway.
So keep on keepin’ on, everybody.
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