one year

Here it is: my one year mark. It is so much more emotional than I thought it would be.

Today as I looked at that plaster bust I did last year, I see all that cancer has cost me and I see all that I have achieved in my battle. And then I think, how am I going to decorate this bust?? One year later and it’s still a blank canvas.

I think I’ve been to hell and back and I’ve learned a lot about myself in the process. I think I could have done without the body functions parts,  but the rest has just added to who I am.

Hurray for one year. May there be many more.