The past few weeks have been full of emotion. I truly believed that once I gained clarity as to what was going on in my body I'd be okay, I was wrong... After my diagnosis I struggled with the information I was given, it was a pill I couldn't swallow. Although my faith is strong I struggled grasping the journey which lies ahead and then began to wonder "why me". I've never been selfish but started to feel so when I felt the need to question God. I gained enough courage through anger to ask "why" and my spirit spoke first telling me to Trust God without question which completely changed my perspective. God didn't give me a spirit of fear, yet one of love, peace and a sound mind. I decided from that moment I'd tackle and beat my illness in peace with grace being that tomorrow isn't promised. I will no longer lay in my bed crying my eyes out dreading what the day may hold, how long my hospital stays will be, or the brutal treatment but instead take you on this journey with me putting a positive foot forward because life on earth hasn't halted, I have purpose. I won't allow what's going on, on the inside affect the outside unless I absolutely have to tap out. Although I'm somewhat bedridden (unless traveling for care) due to the lethal blood clot in my leg, my plans are to take small steps in keeping my confidence in tact. My posts may not be as frequent as everyday but I ask that you join me in strength and love on my road to wellness which will entail the good, bad and ugly. By sharing the process I hope to encourage others batteling an illness to be strong while bringing awareness to mine. Instead of asking God why, I now thank him... Thank you for your love, prayers and kindness. I truly appreciate them more than words can explain... I apologize for not posting sooner, this has been alot to wrap my head around.