Today is Chemo Four Day, and I am officially entering this journey’s second half. So much of the unknown has become known and is part of my current normal, and, as I sit on my designated chair and watch the nurses do their job, I feel safe, I feel cared for, and I feel loved.
Someone recently told me cancer puts many things in perspective. It lays out things in black or white. People you thought you could count on, fail you, while others you hadn’t considered are the ones who truly show up.
I grew up in Argentina, but have lived in the U.S. for twenty years, and the fracture between support networks has always felt like losing part of who I was… Then, cancer and chemo happened, and friends from both sides of the Equator resurfaced, proving that, when the foundation is solid, love and care know no barriers; love and care don’t just fall apart.
I am not walking this walk by choice, but it has given me more than I expected... With calls, and messages, and coast-to-coast visits, my friends keep reminding me I am truly loved.
So, my take-away on this one is one hell of a paradox: Thank you cancer, thank you chemo, for the love and care you restored to my life.
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