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.
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