As I immersed myself in this new chapter of my life, something extraordinary began to unfold within me. I realized that this diagnosis didn’t define me; it was merely an obstacle along my path. And with each passing day, I made a conscious decision to approach this challenge with unwavering determination and positivity.

I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and healing, not just physically but also mentally and spiritually. I surrounded myself with loved ones who uplifted and supported me, turning their care into a pillar of strength. Together, we created a shield of love and optimism that fortified me against the storms I faced. I am forever grateful to each and every individual who sat with me, listened to me, prayed for me, kept me in their thoughts, sent me positive vibes, took care of our kids, brought us food and snacks. So many were there for us and I still don’t know how to thank them.

It hasn’t been easy, there have been moments of doubt and despair. But every time I found myself faltering, I reminded myself of the incredible human spirit that resides within us all. I drew inspiration from those who had battled similar battles and triumphed against all odds. Their stories became my guiding light, reminding me that I too possessed the power to overcome. That’s not say I did not have the days of laying in bed all day, and self-loathing in my own pity party.