I’m an 80’s kid… I was coming into my own in the 80’s and I have lots of fond memories of that time in my life. Back in the day… we took a lot of risks with our fashion and we carved our own niche that made us stand apart from our parents and other folks. We had our own style… and it included things like nameplate necklaces and earrings… two (or three) finger rings and so forth.
My cancer-versary has passed. The actual date is in late July. I count my cancer-versary on the day that I actually heard the words “you have cancer”. The day I received verbal confirmation that the lump I found a few weeks before was cancerous. Two years later and it still is one of the clearest memories I have of myself. I intended to celebrate the date. But it actually sort of slipped my mind.
July 30th will be the 1 year anniversary of the day I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I remember the day clearly… the days leading up to it are a bit fuzzy in parts and I remember the day after my diagnosis. I took the day off from work because my head was a mess and I just kicked it with my boyfriend.
It was good to have a boyfriend then.