For anyone who has ever faced a life-threatening diagnosis, or worse still prognosis, you probably have stood in a place of knowing, “I’m still me.” I know I did. Ovarian Cancer 11 years ago, no hair, no uterus… but ”I am still me.” And for those of you who haven’t, I hope you find an easier way of gaining this perspective, this gift.
My friend and fellow blogger TAS is sharing her gift of perspective, in a beautiful, and all too comprehensible post: I’m still me….






Thank you for resharing the post…and high-fives to you for going thru the tunnel of darkness and coming out with wit and wisdom in tact.
TY TAS.