We all have those big moments in our lives. Firsts that never leave our consciousness. We all have those historical moments that we never forget. Since I am so old they include things like JFK's death, 911, challenger. We also have personal moments that we never forget.
I have a whole bunch of them in my head between now and August 14th at 8:30 a.m. They start with June 17th at 5:20 p.m. The moment that Dr. Balter pulled back from looking at M-E and said: "We have a problem"
We sure did. We did not know for two more months what it was but it was a doozie. What more can I say.
I can say that M-E has had a chance to experience curly hair. She has learned what adversity can be. She has found personal strength. I have found out how important it is to let people help you. When there is nothing else to do, a roasted chicken does help. There are no empty gestures of kindness no matter how empty they might feel.
Someday days like June 17th, August 14th and so forth will seem like just another JFK day. One we remember but only for a moment. We are not quiet to the place where they have not further power over us. They will begin to recede when we add the "last day of treatment" to the list. It will get here. We are getting closer each day. Then we hold our breath for a very very long time and pray that continued remission is our friend.
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I can't believe its been 2 years already. WOW! how much you have learned. How much we don't have control of our lives. hmmm.
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