I went to a Bone Marrow Transplant Survivors Symposium this weekend in Dallas. It was actually kind of nice to be around other people who have gone through the same things I have. I typically avoid meeting other people who have had cancer or a transplant..etc. I started thinking about why, and I realized it's because I never wanted to be put in that box. I didn't want to be classified as the girl who had cancer, because I am so much more than that; however, I had such an amazing time with the other young adults that I met. They are the only ones who can truly understand how hard everything is, not to mention I got to spend time with my gorgeous, 32 yr old, very married doctor.

But on to other things. I found out on Friday that I tested positive for Lupus. It's an auto-immune disease which basically means that my body is attacking itself. Story of my life. I was severely angry when I first heard about it, but if there's one thing I've learned during this past year, it's to trust. How silly of me to get angry and sad, when God is in control of it all. I trust Him, so everything will work out for His good. PLUS! The treatment I'll get for it will actually help all of the random/annoying/frustrating physical things that are going on with me. Fantastic!

Count it all joy, right?