Michelle Moreno-Apolo

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I was sitting in my oncologist's office, listening to her explain my treatment plan, when a strange thought crossed my mind: 

Not the cancer part. That was terrifyingly new. But the feeling of facing something impossible, something that would require every ounce of strength I possessed. As she spoke about chemotherapy, surgery, and radiation, I realized that every struggle I'd faced had been preparing me for this moment.

Growing up in poverty in the Philippines taught me resilience. Graduating from college against all odds gave me determination. Migrating to the U.S. based on my own professional credentials showed me courage. Overcoming infertility to have three children revealed the power of surrender and faith. But cancer? Cancer was going to teach me lessons I never knew I needed to learn.

Before my diagnosis, I had convinced myself I was doing it all and doing it well. My identity was built on competence, control, and achievement. Then came November 8, 2022 and four words that shattered my carefully constructed world: "

In that moment, everything I thought mattered suddenly didn't. The promising career, the organized schedule, the elaborate vacation plans. All of it became background noise. What emerged from that rubble was a truth so simple it took my breath away: the only thing that truly mattered was my family who would walk this journey with me.

As I began treatment, I discovered wisdom in unexpected places. My dogs transformed into my emotional support team. They never asked questions, never offered unsolicited advice, never looked at me with pity. Their presence taught me something profound: sometimes the greatest gift we can offer someone in pain is simply to be with them, without trying to fix anything.

My husband and I made the difficult decision to tell only our closest circle about my diagnosis. This wasn't about shame. It was about protecting our energy. Managing everyone else's emotions would drain us of the strength we needed for our own journey. This taught me that being selective about who gets access to your story isn't just okay. It's essential.

I had a lightbulb moment in Facebook support groups as I saw women sharing their struggles. All those gifts I'd been given: my ability to write, my knowledge of Technology, my experience overcoming adversity suddenly felt like puzzle pieces clicking into place. This fight was becoming bigger than myself. It was becoming my calling. My pain was being transformed into purpose, and my struggle was becoming my strength to help others.

Halfway through treatment, my doctor pulled me aside. "

Your body is reacting positively to everything we're doing. Your labs are consistently normal, you haven't had any significant side effects, and you're always cheerful and grateful. Keep doing whatever you're doing because it's working

What I was doing, I realized later, was healing holistically without even knowing it. While the medical team cared for my body, I was instinctively caring for my mind through refining my thoughts, my heart through processing emotions, my spirit through deepening my faith, and my relationships through authentic connection. I wasn't just surviving cancer. I was discovering how to thrive through it.

Cancer didn't break me. It revealed who I really was beneath all the roles and expectations I'd accumulated. It stripped away everything that wasn't essential and showed me what remained: love, faith, purpose, and an unshakeable knowing that I could handle whatever life brought my way. The woman who emerged from treatment was not damaged, but refined. Not weakened, but strengthened. The fire that I thought would destroy me had actually forged me into someone more beautiful, resilient, and purposeful than I've ever been.

Here's what I've learned about pain: it's not optional. Suffering is part of every human experience. But within every struggle lies a choice. We can let it embitter us, or we can let it give birth to the person we were meant to become. When I work with women facing their own crises, I share this truth: if you look beyond the immediate suffering and ask yourself, "

" you'll often find that your greatest pain becomes your greatest teacher.

This doesn't mean we should be grateful for trauma or minimize real suffering. It means we can choose to look for the gifts hidden within our struggles, the wisdom wrapped in our pain, the strength that emerges from surviving what we never thought we could. Cancer gave me gifts I never would have requested: perspective on what truly matters, compassion born from suffering, purpose forged through fire, and unshakeable faith in my own resilience.

Today, as I walk alongside other women navigating their own dark valleys, I'm reminded daily of cancer's most unexpected gift: it didn't make me a victim of circumstances. It made me a warrior for others still fighting their battles.

Sometimes the gifts we never asked for turn out to be exactly what we needed to become who we were always meant to be.

This piece reflects the author’s personal experience and perspective as a breast cancer survivor. For medical advice, please consult your health care provider.

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A breast cancer survivor reflects on her journey, highlighting how past adversities prepared her for the battle against cancer. She emphasizes the importance of family, selective sharing of her diagnosis, and finding purpose in helping others. Her holistic healing approach, encompassing emotional, mental, and spiritual care, contributed to her positive treatment response. The experience transformed her, revealing her true self and resilience. She advocates for finding lessons in pain, suggesting that struggles can lead to personal growth and purpose, ultimately becoming a source of strength and wisdom.

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