Fearsome Beauty

Fearsome Beauty

Some days feel longer than others. Looking up at the many floors of the medical plaza, I took a deep breath. I knew it was going to be a long day. A day of tests, waiting rooms, and difficult things to hear. I wasn’t there for myself but for her. I will always be there for her. Although it is her time, this process and these tests could one day be mine. I walked into those rooms projecting strength but inside felt so much more. I feel fear and determination, and butterflies, and hope. I am eager to lend her my hand as many times as she needs to take it. I will travel to the ends of the earth for her, fight for her, and cry with her. I see in her my friend, my blood, and my hero.

This woman, this cyster lives her life in a way that I wish many more people would. She loves, lives, cries, laughs, creates, observes, endures, and overcomes. She lives to experience it all, loves her family and friends with her whole heart, cries when the burdens feel too heavy, laughs when life is whimsical, creates art of so many forms, observes people and nature for their true beauties, endures the punches that are continuously thrown at her, and overcomes these challenges with a strength and grace that few ever get to witness. She has the bluest of eyes, that could inspire the most eloquent of poets. Her gorgeous smile calls to the sun and implores it to shine. But this girl possesses much more than just outer beauty, she has inner spirit and fire. She is a force of nature. And it is my greatest fear that she is not appreciated and adored for all that she is and all that she adds to this world. My hope and mission is to help her conquer the one beast that lies in us both. The one that lurks deep within us and attacks us when our guard is down. I will not give up my hero without the grandest of fights. She is a part of me, and I am a part of her, making this OUR battle to win. Losing is not an option!