After ovarian cancer surgery, I remember looking at my body in the full-length mirror. I was stunned to see my scared abdomen; I was in pain, I had no hair, I was nauseous, and my abdomen looked like a road map. I felt ugly. I didn't see myself anymore.
I cried, and after a short pity party, I told myself I would cover up and ask God to continue to carry me through this. HE is.
Almost six months later, I am healing, growing hair, walking nearly five miles a day, and feeling great. I am living again. The new me looks in the full-length mirror now and is proud of what my body can do. The new me knows that every day is a gift, life is precious, and I am surviving cancer.
ME! SOUTH BEACH