I’m always cautiously optimistic when we have small wins in regards to my mom’s illnesses. After 4 years of having it in her chest; a constant reminder of what she lost and what she fought, my mom’s port was removed. I’m happy for her because I know it was distressful to have after all of these years. I hope the Universe allows us to keep it this away.
30-something Mississippi queer. Bleeding heart with a soft spot for honesty and oversharing. Conquering corporate America and my own insecurities– one day at a time.