So much has happened, yet not much has happened all at the same time. Emotionally, I fell into a funk. A whirlwind of depression and anxiety. It scared me.
Apparently this is a normal part of the grief process. Normal or not, it took me down... and hard!
Today I feel good. I had an "ah hah" moment, or strand of moments, that has opened my eyes to several things:
- I choose to empower myself to live well with Cancer, and not define myself by Cancer.
- I choose to take better care of myself, especially physically
- I choose to let go of the pseudo control over my life, and give myself permission to be o.k.
- I have Cancer, but it doesn't have to have me