A New Tomorrow

Six months ago when she stood in front of her mirror she thought here life was over. But as she stands there today looking at herself instead of tears of sorrow there are tears of joy running down her cheeks. Just listen to what she thinks of herself now. I thought because my breast was removed I would no longer be a whole woman. How wrong I was. I’m still the same beautiful intelligent woman without my breast. I also thought my husband wouldn’t want to be intimate with me. How wrong I was. He actually holds me closer and more gently than before. And when we’re intimate each time is like the first time we made love. I can’t believe that I thought that my next hungry child would starve just because I had one of my breast removed. How wrong I was. My next child won’t only hunger for food but my child will also hunger for love and I don’t need both of my breast to love my child. Yes, six months ago because of breast cancer a part of my womanhood did die, but it has been resurrected and I have a new tomorrow because I finally realize my breast isn’t what makes me a woman but what I have inside does. And inside I’m all woman.