No tits and a tat

What to do to commemorate the third anniversary of my breast cancer diagnosis?

It’s today, by the way – 22nd January 2019.

I decided to celebrate, rather than commemorate.

I celebrated being alive and being one of the lucky 1 in 8.

I celebrated life and family and flowers.

I celebrated by getting inked.

A beautiful, subtle, delicate tattoo on the inside of my right arm.

Because I could…because I’m still alive…because I love my family…because I’m one of the lucky ones.

Flowers…the birth flowers of myself, Liam, Dan & Laura.

Flowers…Morning Glory, Chrysanthemum, Viola.

Flowers…representing growth, life, hope, happiness, thriving.

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Tattoo by Ella Storm at South City Market. 14/1/2019
What have I felt in the last three years?

I’ve felt desperate

I’ve felt angry

I’ve felt confused

I’ve felt scared

I’ve felt pain

I’ve felt anxious

I’ve felt relieved

I’ve felt courageous

I’ve felt terrified

I’ve felt happy

I’ve felt sad

I’ve felt loved

How do I feel today? 

I feel happy

I feel lucky

Most of all…I feel, lucky, lucky, lucky

 

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