Milestone
Photo by Pye Pajewski, content Webster’s New Twentieth Century Dictionary 1967
I acknowledged a milestone this weekend.
No, I did not celebrate a birthday with a last digit of zero.
It has been two years since I underwent a unilateral mastectomy. In some ways that day seems so distant, yet in other ways it is still fresh in my mind.
Many forms of cancer treatment leave their mark, but many of those are reduced with time. A bald head caused by chemotherapy is replaced by a fuzzy growth of new hair which may be very different from its predecessor; the angry skin from radiation eventually calms down although there still may be discoloration. A mastectomy scar, although it may fade over time, is a permanent, continual reminder.
Some annual events are marked with grand parties, however, the seriousness of this one leaves me feeling a bit subdued and reflective.
To commemorate, I want to give thanks for God’s goodness, to acknowledge all the people who have helped me along this path, and to celebrate that I am in good health.
Thank you, dear readers, for walking along with me.