The past couple of months have been a bit challenging for me. About two months ago I found a mass in my breast.
It's true...I'm going to talk about the ta-ta's!
(Check yours ladies!! It's so important!)
At first, I was determined to handle things with courage and optimism and just carry on with normal life. But, the more time that went by, the more I thought about the reality of my situation. And the more scared I got.
When I first told my mom, I was calm, cool and collected. I was still determined to be optimistic. But, inside I was fighting that battle to be calm and optimistic...and it was getting harder.
The best thing about my mom is that when I entered this world, I believe my mom was given the blessing of REALLY knowing and understanding me. She always knows. I can be smiling and have a cheerful voice, but she always knows my heart.
So, she did what she does best...and she came to town.
And I'm so very grateful she did.
She knew that I needed her.
Somehow she always knows.
And it makes me so happy.
We have laughed, we have cried. We have cleaned and shopped. We have stayed up late talking. And we have just sat in silence, just enjoying being together.
Today, the mass is gone, and my ta-ta's are just fine.
(Did I mention that you should check yours?!)
Lucky for me, my mom is still here.
So now I get to enjoy her with no worries.
I'm so happy that mom always knows.