Diagnosis Doesn’t Define Love

Here’s the thing – and it’s a big thing when the doctor says those words. When the details play over and over – and over again – in your mind for hours at time, days, weeks, years to come. Here is what I want you to know and believe with all of your heart. To lift yourself from the muddled depths of grief, sorrow, guilt and anger, you must first make room, and sit with it. Allow the tangled waves of despair to wash over you, in all of its rawness, embrace it.

And then, you stand.

A diagnosis explains and defines a lot of things, but never does it define love.

So love until you’re running dry, until your heart bursts. Love fully for every day with which you’ve been graced. Stand tall and rise with burning love ❤️

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