I find today much more significant than the day I was actually told by a Doctor I had Breast Cancer. One year ago today, I had a biopsy of a lump I had found in my breast two months earlier. As soon as that needle went into my skin, I knew deep down in my bones, I had Breast Cancer. My mom past away from the disease when I was 10 years old (and I was later told I had unfortunately had the BRCA2 gene). That day and the day I completed ALL of my treatment, I cried. The days in between where filled with family, friends, laughter and love. They never let me feel like the cancer ever had a hold on me. One year ago today, I knew deep down in my bones I had cancer but I also knew, just as deep, I would be a survivor.
Kristina SanchezLa Puente, CA
