Believe… 
in good days
Stephanie Hughes
February 17, 2022, was the day that my world came crashing down around me. “Are you at home… do you have time to talk?” Then the words “The results came back, and it is breast cancer.” My three-year-old son was running around while my nine-month-old was fussing in my arms. I began crying, and so did my kids. There have been many nights filled with tears, and many prayers where I’ve begged and pleaded with God.
The journey has been hard, the hardest I have ever faced. I’ve endured the pain from surgery and the awful chemo side effects. While getting chemotherapy, I felt a lump on my neck—thyroid cancer.
However, what I am choosing to take away from this is all that I have learned, all the positive that has come from this, and all the hope that remains. I’ve grown closer to some friends and family and have made many new friends throughout this journey. I’ve taken this time to examine who I am and what (or rather whom) is most important to me. I am a wife and a mama, so I have all the hope and motivation I need to keep fighting! Yes, I’ve mourned the loss of physical parts of me, and I’m scarred in more ways than one. But I can tell you there are more good days than bad, and I am ALIVE to start the next leg of my journey!
If I can give you any advice, it’s to keep smiling, lean on God and your loved ones, and know that better days are ahead!
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