Planning a wedding is an expensive and logistically complicated undertaking, and it is often the first (and only) large party you will throw. But you should never feel inferior, whether it's because you are in a wheelchair, can't afford a photobooth, or simply don't give a damn about the centerpieces.
I've wondered, is this real? Is this really happening? Is this just a dream? I've wondered what you would all think of me if you knew, despite the positivity in my recent writing, that at my worst moments I've cried because I've been in such physical pain, that I've cried because I've felt sorry for myself.
When you're first diagnosed with cancer, the hospital is the last place you ever wanted to be. Then when treatment stops, you miss going. It's not that you miss the treatments or the crappy way they make you feel. You miss the safety net of being able to check in with your doctor and the nurses on a regular basis.
The experience of being on the brink of death and fighting for one's own life truly changed me. It made me realized what was most important in life. My values, goals, desire, passion, priorities and drive had all changed. If I was capable of beating cancer, there was not a thing in the world that I could not do. Cancer has made me the person I am today.