Stronger. Wiser. Alive.
Hearing the word "Remission" was like taking the first deep breath after being underwater for months. The storm had passed. I was battered, changed, and scarred—but I was still standing. In fact, I was standing taller than before.
Victory isn't just about beating the disease; it's about who you become in the process. I am no longer the person I was before my diagnosis. I am more grateful, more present, and more fierce in my pursuit of a meaningful life.
Now, my victory is shared. Every day I help another woman facing her own storm, every mile I run, every laugh I share—that is my victory lap. And the buffalo spirit lives on.
