28/07/2026
I promised myself I’d show up here on July 24th.
I didn’t.
Not because I forgot. Because for once, I wanted the day to be mine before it became a post. So I stepped away from the caption and just lived it. Celebrated it. Let it be joyful instead of heavy, for the first time in two years.
This letter is something I shared with those subscribed to our mailing list, but it feels right to share it here also.
It’s not really a caption. It’s everything I’ve needed someone to say to me since July 24, 2024. So I said it to myself.
And I can finally add three words that hold so much weight.
NED. No Evidence of Disease.
Not cured. Not finished. But here, and whole enough to keep going.
If you’re in the middle of your own version of this, wherever you are in it, I hope this finds you exactly when you need it.
You are not who you were. And that is ok. Thank you for staying.
Chelle 🤎