Like all great stories, my body has taught me many lessons. Lessons of love, of gratitude, of grace and patience.
After lots of grounding and affirming, I had to fix my crown and remember who I am and whose I am!
I was then hit with the insta-browsing realization that everyone who has had breast cancer or a preventive mastectomy is in my tribe. Not because I found the #unilateralmastectomy, with gorgeous bodies flaunting all kinds of styles.
As my physical wounds heal, I find myself counting my scars, and tracing them with my fingers. But, rather than seeing mutilation, I see new life lines and possibilities in those scars.
I know that beauty is skin deep, but my spirit took a hard hit and we are only beginning to rediscover the feminine goddess within.
I used to not want to take pictures from the chest down because of how I felt I looked. Now that I am two years out, it has gotten a lot better.
I had become the patient; he became the caregiver. He saw me differently. Fragile. In pain. Suffering. All I wanted was to be loved in every way — to be a wife, a lover, a sexual being.
One of the most pivotal things that has made recovering from surgeries and circumventing the side effects of chemotherapy is to MOVE. Being active has made the difference in my overall wellness since my diagnosis.
Shopping for swimsuits can be an ordeal for even the most body confident person. Imagine what it is like for a person that has lost their breasts.
This whole experience has taught me so much. It has taught me to be grateful for everything.
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