My cancer is back, but don’t be deceived: it was never beaten

Normal was precious, cherished and distinctly temporary.

Within a measly four weeks of finishing 10 months of treatment, it was already shattered. As I collect the shards, I am reminded that this is not the end. This is simply on the continuum of healing.

I expected a few months of disease-free Nirvana, but my cells had a different…