Choosing Hope

Cancer has taken so much.
It’s hard to think of what it’s given.
But I suppose it has put me in the here and now – forced me to be in the present.
Required that I think of life as a gift where tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.
But breast cancer has also taken so much…
My ability to clearly see the future I want,
children, traveling to far off places.
Right now chemo has chained me to a three week schedule, mostly recuperating from treatment.
But I’m hopeful that this will morph into something more manageable and what once seemed impossible will move its way into possibility.
If I’ve learned anything it’s Hope.
I cling to it – knowing I don’t know what’s next – and praying I’ll be pleasantly surprised.
I refuse to let cancer have my Hope.
It may take a lot, but I find comfort in my Hope.
For now I’ll continue to find joy in small things and moments I wouldn’t have noticed before.
A hot shower.
A fresh cup of coffee in the morning.
Eating with no nausea.
A good tv show.
My animals snuggling me while I nap.
Kind chemo nurses.
Now I choose to hope as a way to laugh in the face of breast cancer.
It can’t take everything, even when it takes a lot.