For many years, I used to have visions of myself sitting in a hospital bed.
Surrounded by monitors and hospital equipment, tubes attached to my arms.
In 2014 I was told I had thyroid cancer.
The doctors and other professionals consider me a cancer survivor. I don't.
To be a survivor you need to have faced a battle. I didn’t.
Are you a survivor even if you were not aware you were fighting something?
And maybe I am a survivor,
I survived those haunting images,
I survived my visions.....
And now, my spouse, Dona, is under Palliative Care with Stage 4 Colon Cancer.
I will walk every year. And I know that I am Never Alone.