My Pink Journey In Black and White

Life is just not fair, I thought, when I was diagnosed with breast cancer . I had never been sick in my adult life, not even with a severe cold. I was in the middle of planning my wedding, which was supposed to be an exciting and joyous occasion, yet now the only thing I could think about was breast cancer and would I live or would I die. The life I had planned was now being shattered. I knew nothing about breast cancer. The remote conversations I had engaged in were generally limited, hushed, and daunting. Therefore, my diagnosis was governed by quick decision making and unfamiliar choices that led me to a path of confusion, fear, and anger. There were many times I felt misunderstood. These feelings guided me to a place of loneliness and isolation, even when I was surrounded by those who loved me. During this time of vexation, I returned to my special place of consolation…journaling. During my breast cancer journey, journaling became my greatest support. I would write my feelings and thoughts and hide my deepest fears. Journaling gave me comfort in knowing my inner feelings would not be judged or compared to others. As a supporter I encourage you to listen and love each person gently back to a position that will enable them to reconcile with themselves and sometimes even with God, that same God I found myself at times questioning about my predicament. Eight years later, I decided to compile the entries from my journal into the form of poetry, memoirs and short stories. These excerpts reveal how I handled the emotional turmoil, during a breast cancer journey. My desire is that this glimpse into my heart can encourage someone else who has been touched by this life altering illness to understand there is hope and life after breast cancer, but most of all --you are not alone! Read more