My silver lining

So, on October 23, 2009 was when, while at work, I received the news that what I thought was pre-cancerous cells, moderate dysplasia, was actually cancer. I am the type of person that tends to hide tears and suffocate any desire to cry. Well, at that moment there was no way to hold back those tears. For two hours, while at work, I cried. A lady, who I now consider my friend, and who was a breast cancer survivor, came over to talk to me. I know God sent her, because she is someone who can understand when I tell her that, while on most days I feel happy and hopeful, I had one or two days where a rage seemed to take over, a rage directed at nothing and no one, just there. She let me know that I'm only just beginning to go through the gamut of emotions, but that it's all normal. My family, who I knew loved me, have truly shown me how much they love me. My friends seem to suffer the thought of it being cancer more than I'm able to. I feel so blessed, that, even though no one wants to have cancer, my cancer has brought out the best in those around me. I have an appt on the 11 of November and am hoping to be told when my surgery will be for my radical hysterectomy. Once that's done, I feel that a big tension will be removed. Until then, I'm just staying positive, loving all my loved ones, and coming out of my loner shell:)