February 6th was my 1st year anniversary for my diagnosis of breast cancer.
February 26th was my 1st year anniversary for starting chemotherapy.
Today is my first year anniversary for having a catastrophic car accident that totaled my Ford F-150 and a grain truck pulling 900 bushels of seed corn. We all walked away with hardly a bruise.
One year feels so different. Things seem so far distant, yet they still affect me like it happened yesterday. Does the surreal juxtaposition of life and death always stay with a cancer survivor like this?
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