I didn’t know it yet, but when I shared with you my cancer diagnosis alongside my Autumn Playlist, I was already cancer-free. The pathology report from my surgery told us that it hadn’t gone to my lymphs, so I didn’t need radiation…and my Oncotype rated my risk of recurrence so low that chemotherapy was unnecessary.
My eyes still well up when I share this. Of course, there are some loose ends left to tie. I am currently healing from my second surgery; I have one more surgery on the horizon; and, I have five more years of preventative treatment ahead of me.
So, as I walk through the next phase of my journey. As I continue down the path of what my oncologists have confirmed is a very long life. As the days get lighter a little longer. As we turn in to cherish what we have. As we give back to those who have touched us. I have for us all a playlist. Plus, some favorite pictures and favorite words from the last few months to complement the songs I have selected for us.
Sending you love and a big, warm hug as we traverse the Winter Solstice and bring this lesson-packed year to a close.
Stay warm, stay true, stay YOU, friends.
[To learn a bit more about my circumstances and the uniqueness of a young breast cancer diagnosis, please follow me on instagram and visit my article on Medium.]
The Winter Playlist 2020
Found here
Auld Lang Syne – Mairi Campbell + Dave Francis
For All You Give – The Paper Kites ft. Lucy Rose
Moonlight Kiss – Bap Kennedy
Love Yourself – Sufjan Stevens
The Arrangement – Beach House
Tenderness – Jay Som
Infinite Trees – Nick Mulvey
Brushbloom Glow – The Tree Ring
Slack Jaw (Echo Mountain Sessions) – Sylvan Esso
MJ – Now, Now
The Big Sky – Kate Bush
Hold You In My Arms – Ray LaMontagne
I Love NYE – Badly Drawn Boy
HOW I WOULD PAINT HAPPINESS Something sudden, a windfall, a meteor shower. No-- a flowering tree releasing all its blossoms at once, and the one standing beneath it unexpectedly robed in bloom, transformed into a stranger too beautiful to touch.
Lisel Mueller How I Would Paint Happiness
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