Cancer, Didn't You Learn the First Time

I’ve had a very busy week. It’s been good but very exhausting. Each day has pretty much been a “normal mom” day this week and today I’m feeling the effects of all my efforts. So, aside from making our Father’s day meal, which most of it I prepared yesterday, I’m laying low. I did try to surprise my dad and husband by attending Sacrament meeting today though. J

As I lay here on my bed, I started to think about tomorrow and what it means, “Last chemo treatment.” People say, “aren’t you excited for your last treatment?” Excited probably isn’t the word I’d use. There are lots of emotions and thoughts that come with that question. It’s the end to one chapter of this year, a long one, but there’s so much still to come. As I sit here, I’ve gone back and read some of my first blog postings. I made myself cry, for so many reasons! I can’t believe it’s been 5 months since this roller coaster started. I feel… not sure how to put into words. I just breathe and am grateful. I’m sure my post tomorrow will be an emotional one.

Rachael told me the other day she thought she found a 5k race in the Tri-Cities in August that she thinks the kids should run in. She wants three of them to wear blue shirts that say, ”Cancer, didn’t you learn the first time…” and three of them to wear pink shirts that say, “you’ve messed with the wrong mom!” That put a smile on my face.