The brave ones

This one is for the brave ones

The ones who understand fear

The ones who had to look death in the eye, fearlessly

The ones who were down and out and stood up, gracefully

The ones who lay awake at night, listening and feeling for more signs of the beast

The ones who lost the battle and left us too soon

The ones who provided love and care to those who fought so hard

To the ones who lost the innocence and freedom of youth and replaced it with the scars and the gaze of a warrior who knows that this battle is never over

To all of you

This post remembers six years ago to the day

2190 days to be exact

I was diagnosed with a very aggressive form of breast cancer at the age of 27

And still I remember all the small details as vividly as if it was yesterday

I'm not a fan of pink ribbons and shaving of heads and walks and runs and fundraisers and wigs

But I am a fan of support, understanding, love and courage

Right now I am healthy with no evidence of disease since april 2007

This is my thanks for those who fought with me for 2190 days