I have enjoyed throughly the past three weeks. I have not written anything on this blog because it is nice to just enjoy the "every day" things without the cloud of the treatment for my cancer hanging over me. I have enjoyed doing housework. I have cared for sick kids. I have gone back to Coffee Break. We have celebrated our daughter's 5th birthday. We have hosted a party with seven of Sarah's kindergarten friends complete with pizza, cake, and a treasure hunt. I have enjoyed the "March Break Girls' Road Trip to Timmins" with the Gibson clan. It is nice to return to a "normal" busy life.
However, today is bittersweet. Yesterday marked the day in which I began this journey one year ago. On March 19, 2008 I walked into the family clinic for my doctor's appointment after having found a lump in my breast and fearing the worst. It was the day in which I had begun the numerous tests to determine what was later found to be cancer. It was the day in which I was trembling about what the future would hold. It was the day in which I could not and did not even imagine the depths of the emotional, physical, and spiritual journey I was about to embark upon.
Today this has been heavy on my heart. It is probably why yesterday and today I have been quite active - changing beds, doing seven loads of laundry, playing numerous games with the girls, groceries, sweeping the kitchen floor for the fourth time in one day, going though the summer clothes with the girls, vacuuming, and whatever else my hands could grasp to preoccupy my mind. If I kept busy enough the memories of the year are kept somewhat at bay. Just it was never far away.
While this does mark a year of my journey, I have taken some comfort in the knowledge that today is also marked as the beginning of spring. I love it that spring is officially here. Spring reminds me of new life and new beginnings. How fitting it is that this is the way in which I can also remember today. I have been given a new lease on life after the year that has passed. It is a new beginning in my life with/after cancer.
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I cried when I read your story once again, Cindy. How the anniversaries bring back those memories. But let's look beyond the tears and the sadness and see the blessings. The one blessing that I am thankful for is that I met you. You truly inspired me and blessed me with your courage and attitude. I love the spring/new life analogy. Let's pray that the season that has just passed for both of us is now a memory and a lesson in loving and trusting and relying fully on God. Jesus loves us this we know! Hugs...x
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