Second Mammogram

I thought my writing project for 2018 was about how Mom died bravely, gracefully, and faithfully from cancer, but it might be my own story that I write. Today I had my second mammogram. The technician asked me to wait for the radiologist to check the images; they seem to have found what they were looking for. Before returning to work I prayed that the cancer cup would be taken from me, but if I had to drink it, that I would redeem it by encouraging others by sharing it as quietly or loudly as I am meant to.