What if I told you I am blessed to have had cancer?
What if I told you I am healed because of cancer?
What if I told you I am thankful for pain so terrifying that at moments I wished for death?
What if I told you I damned God on the worst days, but because of cancer, I have a new perspective around death, disease and spirituality?
What if I told you cancer made me the healthiest I have ever been?
This is my truth.
I am well.
I am strong.
I am healed.
I am whole.
I am safe and supported.
And I always was, regardless of my circumstances or challenges. Cancer showed me a different perspective.
Last October, doctors diagnosed me with stage three metastatic melanoma after a mole on my arm burst. I was seven months pregnant with my now 9-month-old daughter Seneca Rosemarie. Doctors revealed it was because of the hormones produced by my pregnancy that the rupture – which revealed the cancer – even occurred.
Cancer taught me my body is strong and capable.
I faced seven surgeries during and after my pregnancy and four months of chemotherapy treatments.
Cancer taught me to listen to a body I had been shaming for a lifetime.When chemotherapy treatments had left my body almost useless, I prayed for a miracle. The next morning, I was clear I would stop chemotherapy treatments.
And I did.
Cancer taught me a force bigger than me is always on my side.
I surrendered and became connected with myself in a profound new way.
And now, I realize I’ve never been alone. I only had to reach out and LISTEN.