5 Years tomorrow?

Yes it's 5 years tomorrow since I found the lump in the shower. And yes, I knew immediately what it was (I'd read somewhere that it felt like a piece of carrot stuck to your breast. I know now that isn't always right). Everyone kept telling me 'it'll be nothing', but I knew deep down.

5 years on and it's a different life. Different priorities. They change. My hospital bag is still there, gathering dust on top of the wardrobe (with my wig) and I can't bring myself to throw them out.

But, life is good. Travel and grandchildren are my priorites, and that's just.....great.

Mal