2016 was not a kind year. But you probably are tired of me talking about it. It’s okay, I’m tired of complaining about it. It was a rough go especially at the end there. But it is over. Continue reading
2016
My January 2016
I sat and waited by myself. For the first time, I started to think of ‘what if’ and for the first time I started to worry just a little bit.
It started a couple months earlier while I was at my doctor’s office for my annual visit.
“You’re 42?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied with a sigh. I knew what was coming because we had the same conversation a year earlier.
“Have you had your mammogram yet?”
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