With the risk of sounding overly cliche, this photo is quite a blast from the past, and it wasn't taken all that long ago. We were at Lauren and Josh's wedding, which was exactly one year ago.
This event was momentous for two reasons. One, what a wonderful celebration for Josh and Lauren! And two, it was the day that I found the tumor in my breast.
Thank goodness for that black dress! Due to a wardrobe malfunction, I had to shed my white strapless bra, and as I did, I looked down and saw a bump under the skin of my left breast. It seems weird for me to think about now, but I immediately burst into tears. That's not like me. Sure, I cry my fair share, but I usually dismiss ailments quickly, without giving them a second thought.
I made Brian look at it and feel it, and he reassured me that it would be okay. But, I felt something in my gut. Something just wasn't right. After seeking out the advice of my sister who had worked as an oncology nurse, and at the urging of Brian, I made an appointment with my doctor to have it checked.
Someone would say, "You were so lucky to notice it!" But, I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that luck had nothing to do with it. Because of the grace of God, I noticed it. The lump had not been visible the day before and it was never visible after that day. It was an instance God's perfect providence at work in me.