Tonight, as I was reading Sally's latest post, she discussed how fragile life is.
These past three months have really made me realize how true that statement is.
Life is fragile. Live it. Love it. And make the most of it.
I feel like I really have. Especially lately.
I don't always have a lot of energy and I spend at least one night a week nauseous, but I am enjoying life right now. I am enjoying my kids and I am trying to make the most out of my life.
Sally mentioned this family in her post. After reading his mother's journal, I bawled.
This precious little angel was diagnosed on April 11 2008 with advanced stage IV lymphoblastic bcell lymphoma. He passed away last week. I can not imagine the pain that this mother is feeling. Michael was only 7 years old.
Reading his story made me realize that I am grateful. I am grateful that I am the one fighting this battle with cancer and not my children. Yes, it's been rough on me, but having to watch either of them go through this would just be to hard. I love them way to much.
So a big thank you to God. Thank you for making me fight this battle and not my children. I will beat it. I will watch them grow. I will live a long, long time. Because I have to and because I have two beautiful children to live for.
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