
My surgeon quietly told me a large tumor was found after my thyroid removal. Two days later, I heard the worst word anyone can hear: cancer. My mind froze, but my daughter gently placed her hand on my leg and said, “We’ve got this.” And we did.
My two college-aged kids became my fierce caregivers. Sharing my diagnosis was tough, but real. Through radiation, checkups, and 10 years of emotional hurdles, they never left my side. Celebrating milestones, we believed we would beat this.
During treatment, I clung to one word – Courageous. I repeated it in my mind every time the man in the silver suit came with my radiation treatments. It became my mantra.
Thirteen years later, I’m cancer-free with only a 0.1% recurrence chance. Pink is my favorite color, and courage is my badge of honor. Be courageous, never let fear define your journey.
You’ve got this.
Hugs, Beth