I was diagnosed(诊断)with cancer last June. Finding out that I had
breast cancer felt like I'd been locked up in a prison cell 
but I later found something unexpected: freedom.
Tests and procedures followed. Once the daily treatments started, I was tired out. The tiredness that came with cancer was not like any kind of tiredness I'd known before.
Then the magic happened.
I started to realize that this life change had brought an unexpected gift. The usual pressures of life gave way to a different kind of stress, but it came with self-discovery. I do what I can and don't care about the rest. With the disease, decisions come more easily, and things that I'd previously weighted more heavily no longer matter as much. I don't need a perfect home. What does matter now is having family and friends and a husband who can shoulder this new responsibility with me.
The doctor says my situation is very good and there's a 91 percent chance that I'll still be alive in 10 years. I look forward to simple things like my garden this spring, and going back to work when I'm healthy again. I'm also imagining the joy of getting my quiet and modest life back. It's inspiring and there are lots of people there with me. And the professionals are really good at what they do.
I used to wonder how it would feel to be told I had cancer. Sure, my first reaction was fear, panic, sorrow, and anger. Then I found my strength. The fear is still there, but to my amazement, I am handling it. "You got this," people say encouragingly.
