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The Monster I love

I was 34 when I was first introduced to this monster.  I was not ready to meet him yet.  I am too young; I have 6 more years to mentally prepare myself for this predestined meeting.

 I heard all the agonizing stories of the women who went before me and none of it was good.

You see this monster hurts every women that it touches.   Regardless of our history we all dread having to see this monster.  It takes us and squeezes and squeezes to the point that we feel that we will POP.  I still do not know why we don’t. 

And to make matters worse a woman is the one that makes it squeeze even harder. She lines you up for the kill shot time and time again.   

My Monster
My Monster

Although I fear this monster I am equally grateful for it too.  My monster detected breast cancer in me twice.  As a result I have now been cancer free for over 10 years.   

I had to visit my monster yesterday for my annual mammogram and luckily I only needed to endure 2 images.   No tears today “ALL IS GOOD”!!

 

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