2 years ago and the day after the first surgery of my life. I received a phone call that would forever change my life, and throw my life as i knew it (might I add it was perfect) into a crazy chaotic yet beautiful experience. It is a day I will never forget, the day I was told I had breast cancer. Nothing could have prepared me for what was about to come. I still remember everything about that day and how lost I truly felt. I still don't believe it actually happened and especially not to me. So much has happened in these past two years, and even through the hard days, I still find myself thankful that I went through that journey. I have met some amazing people who have the same bright light as I did when I was going through treatment, i am soon to welcome a sweet baby girl into this world (after being told I may not be able to carry my own child), my amazing mother has invested her time into the dream of starting a foundation to help others, learned the value of a friendship, to see everyone for who they are not what i want them to be, who I want in my life and need, that people don't change no matter how much I believe in them or how much I want them to, not everyone thinks or feels like i do, i can do this life on my own (well with my family by my side), and that I have been blessed with a big supportive and loving family. I have realized that as weird and crazy as my family is, I am so grateful for them. I don't know what I would do without my siblings, and I feel extremely saddened that some people don't get to experience the bond in which my siblings have.