Scars

aka "Mommy. Boo-boo."

I'm trying my best to own my fresh scars with pride. It's a pity I had to go through this again so soon. The old one had healed so nicely, but I new there was a better than average chance that at some point the otherside might need to be removed for one reason or another.

I keep it out of the sun mostly, but I don't hide it. If people ask I explain matter of factly. I have thyroid cancer. It's very common, especially in women my age. It's a curable kind of cancer (especially in women my age).

It's a distraction.

It's an annoyance.

It's a little scary.

It makes you think, about you know.......life.

And with any luck, in a couple of months I should have my life back.