Today is my birthday which puts me in a philosophical frame of mind.
I found myself thinking about the tumultuous year that flew by.
So many good things! Life was a joy. My sons and their families were doing great.
Then came the cancer diagnosis of my daughter-in-law in May which stopped me in my tracks.
Many of you shared the first few months after her collapse, her diagnosis and the start of her treatment. It meant so much to me to be able to share. I often cried as I wrote my posts. A Special Hell
Now six months later, she is in treatment with an experimental drug. So far, we have had good results. We are hopeful.
Baby Mabel is now walking and babbling. Such a joy! Her Dad (my son) was granted tenure at the university. Life goes on in their new normal.
My other son and his family are doing well. Six-year old Aiden is now in first grade. It is fun to follow his adventures in school. I admit that I feel guilty at times as they have been neglected due to the crisis in my other son’s family. They have been wonderful and understanding making me proud of them.
As my new year starts, I want to keep moving and not become paralyzed by worrying about the future.
Even though my life is not perfect I still want to remember and celebrate the joy in it everyday.
I know how fragile and precious our lives together are.