I’m kind of tipsy right now, and that will likely set the tone for this entry. I apologize in advance for spelling and/or grammatical errors.
Tomorrow is July and I’m just so excited I can hardly stand it. Tomorrow is the last day of radiation (OMFG) and this is my birthday month as well. I’ll be 34 this month, and I have never been happier or more grateful to be alive. This is going to be the best month ever. I have lots of plans. I’m ready to get started!
I turned in the keys to my old apartment today. That was a weird feeling. On the one hand, I will miss it, because I have a lot of great memories there. It was the first place I ever lived on my own. It was also the first place where Dave and I were free to be a real couple. That was nice. On the other hand, that is where I suffered through chemo, and those are not so good memories. I’m so happy in the new place. It’s amazing here. it’s the nicest place I have ever lived, and the location is just amazing. This is the perfect place to get my fresh start. The last year and a half has been extremely difficult, and I’m ready to put it behind me.
In the spirit of moving forward, I have been trying to identify things that make me happy. I remember how fulfilled I felt when I was volunteering with Big Brothers/Big Sisters during law school. I decided it was time to do something similar. I found an organization called Girls On The Run, the purpose of which is to help young girls (elementary and middle school aged) to train for a 5k. I have signed up to coach for the fall season, and I am extremely excited about it. So I get to combine two things I love: making a difference in the lives of young girls and running. This is a major win!
I’m quite pleased with how quickly my skin is healing. It still kind of hurts, definitely itches, and there is much peeling, but I can tell it’s all going to be okay. That is all I ever wanted. I’m pleased that it appears that I will have the peace of mind that comes with knowing I threw everything I had at cancer, without sacrificing good skin and reconstruction. Thank fucking god. My biggest fear was losing my expander, and that didn’t happen. I’m so grateful.
I know I’ll never be the same Jennifer I was before November 1, 2012, but I think I can be an even better version of her, and that makes me so happy.
I’m happy. Finally.