A year ago today I had my double mastectomy.
It seems like it’s been longer since it’s been quite a year. But I remember laying in my hospital bed feeling grateful that the tumor was gone and wondering what lay ahead for me. Then I looked at my feet in these socks that were so ridiculously large and obnoxiously yellow, and I just wanted to laugh. That’s when I knew I’d be ok. And I am. I’m so grateful for these milestones.