To some people the idea of celebrating a “cancerversary,” or the anniversary of the day you became a “survivor,” is silly. But, to someone who is date obsessed, it makes sense to celebrate the victory. It’s not about remembering the bad. It’s all about celebrating the good. The reality of the here and now.
This morning my daughter handed me this letter – typed from her computer by her own hand. I am sharing it – as it was written – with her permission.
Dear Mom,
I love you with to infinity and back. You are the best mom I could ever ask for and I am so glad that you found the breast cancer early. I could never imagine a life without you. You have always stood by my side, and protected me. Even when I say, or do some stuff, I hope you know that that does not change what I feel towards you. Love. Compassion. You have been my guardian angel in small ways and big. You make sure my shoes don’t get eaten!, you hold me tight and talk me through tough nights, and you are always there for me when I am in pain. When I am in the hospital you are there when I can’t walk, when I cry out in pain, and when too many thoughts come rushing into my head. You have this unique ability to just make people smile, and you are the most pure-hearted person I know. You do for others, even though often you never get a thank you, or some king of acknowledgment. You are kind to a fault. Mom, you have made such a big impact on my life, I would not be me without you. You know what, if I kept going on, it’d be the year 3001! Anyway, back to the point. I love you more than you could know, and I am so grateful to have you as my mom.
I love you mom,
my guardian angel
Meghan
Really? What more could I want? Except for a LOT more “cancerversaries” to watch her grow up and change the world…
