Gratitude Journal, Day 3: Acceptance

**In retrospect: I wrote this post while sitting in a Balinese hospital, waiting to get a mammogram which I had been putting off. More than a month prior, I found a lump in my breast. Not wanting to hear the words: "You have breast cancer," in a country woefully unprepared to treat it, I put off the tests. (Ostrich syndrome, I know.) In the end, I heard the words: "It is just a cyst- you are fine." And I stood up from the oncologist's desk, looked around at those who didn't get to hear such words, and numbly walked to my car. When I shut the car door, I wept. Tears of gratitude for me and sorrow for others fell down my cheeks. Though I was grateful for this victory, my post of gratitude should have been different. On that day, I posted this: 
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I don't need to say anything more...