Coming up on the “second surgery” anniversary

It is odd, how every date/month is a milestone that following year. I remember last year, celebrating Mother’s Day, a failed surgery, and what I thought was thyroid cancer still inside me. The struggles to put on a smile for everyone, to hide your worry, your frustration that your journey is still not over. You have never been a patient woman, always doing what needs to be done. But when it is cancer, you are not in control. You are at its mercy, and the mercy of a doctors’ schedule and/or golf game.