The worst five words I had ever heard, said to me on November 1, 2012. Worse for me than “you have breast cancer”. But here I am six years later and the entire experience seems like a blip on the radar. Sure as I write this, and I allow my thoughts and emotions to go back to to that dreadful, devastating day and time tears have welled in my eyes. I wouldn’t wish that news on anyone. But I can honestly say now I don’t really even think about it. Even daily when I look at myself while I am getting dressed or undressed, adjusting my bra, etc., I feel nothing…..no physical or emotional pain, no regrets, no sadness, no anger. I just look how I look. I am who I am.