I nearly missed the date this year but I will never forget the horror of that morning ten years ago when after reading an email that stated my recent test results from a routine mammogram were availble I then read these words: "There is a spiculated mass in the left breast."
It was a mistake in that those results were not supposed to have been generated to me electronically. Someone was supposed to call me and gently tell me the results had been inconclusive and I needed to come back in for another mammogram. That's what was supposed to happen but instead I first learned that I might have cancer while I was sitting at a computer in an empty house.
It was the day I not only told myself I could die soon, I believed it. Just a few hours before my home had been filled with laughter as family and friends surprised me with a belated birthday party. It had been a joyous celebration of life and now... I was facing death.
On the other hand, it was the day that saved my life for that which was hidden, that which would destroy me if left unchecked was revealed. As painful and frightening as that was, the fight for my life could begin.
I did not come through the battle unscathed. There was both a physical and psychological consequences some of which I deal with even today but I am alive. I almost missed these past 10 years but I didn't and I am so thankful, so very thankful that God has been with me every step of the way.