Every minute since my diagnosis, you have tried to kill me.

Yet, here I am.

Every month, I consume the toxic medication that keeps me alive.

Yet, I keep fighting.

Every quarter, I have blood work done and wait for the results. Praying the doctor has good news, while my hands are sweaty and my heart pumps in my chest.

Yet, I remain resilient.

No matter what you throw my way, I’ll keep striving for more days with my family and friends

Yet, I pray, you spare others entering a club that no one wanted to be apart of.

Cancer, you've tried your very best to kill me.

Yet, I appreciate you teaching me what's important.