I could have written these words that Betsy Hnath wrote almost word for word. Cancer is not pretty. Being a cancer patient is not pretty. Like Betsy, I wonder if I'll ever look at myself and accept what I see instead of seeing all I have lost.
Like Betsy's husband said, it's a marathon, not a sprint. That's partly why I decided to write this blog every single day. Because some days are better, and some are worse. Some days I am happy and some days I'm sad. One thing is the same every day, though: I am thankful for today. I'm thankful to be alive.