I am still here.

Today, February 20, is the 5 year anniversary of my bilateral mastectomy. I saw this tree on a walk and it called to me.

I too am like this tree.

My body has parts missing that I once thought were essential.

I am differently shaped than I once was.

I have scars where I used to have beauty.

At times I have succumbed to the pressures of the weather.

Yet, I am still here.

I reach toward the sun despite the pain.

I keep living despite what has gone on.

I appreciate each day, my scars, different shape and my life. Because I am still here to soak up the sun, get kissed by the rain, blown over by the wind and chilled by the snow.

I am still here.

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