The first anniversary is hard. I was suppose to still be under treatment but it was stopped as impacting on my heart 2 weeks before. That first year is a marathon. We are battered and exhausted. I promise you...year 2 is so much sweeter when you start to really believe you are a survivor. It's also harder as you reflect also that your sister isn't with you to celebrate. I feel that too. I celebrate mine with my sister's daughter who did make it, we both understand the confusing bittersweet part of still being here. Something she would be delighted with, that we have each other on those dark days. X