I cried for me. For how scared I was, for the reality of cancer in my life.
I cried for my dad, for the battle his is facing and how scared I am for him, and for us, as he faces this battle.
I cried because I looked around I saw a sea of yellow shirts, all of us with our blue "Survivor" ribbons. Because this disease has touched too many lives.
I cried because I was so angry. I don't want to celebrate or even remember, I just want to fight back.
I cried because of how my life has changed because of this. I cried for my fellow survivors, and those that are lost. I cried for the joy around me, for the life that was there. For those that walked and walked in honor of loved ones. For those that were there because of me.
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