On May 11, 2012, I was in the hospital having surgery that would eventually result in the news that my cancer was still hanging out in different spots on my peritoneal wall and liver. When I read back this morning over everything that happened during the month of May, it just kind of made my head hurt. Thankfully, I had forgotten alot of the bad stuff. Unfortunately, I had also forgotten some of the ways that God showed love to us so it was actually good to revisit those difficult days. And to pray that we never experience a month like it ever again.
I'm spending May 11, 2013, in a decidedly different way than last year. I slept in (as is usual for me on Saturday morning), had my cup of coffee. Brian took the kids to visit his parents while I used the treadmill (which is NOT usual for my Saturday mornings). We're running errands this afternoon and preparing to host his parents and brother at our house for Mother's Day and then attending Camden's baseball game tonight.
Totally normal and most definitely better than last year.
May 11, 2013, also marks a pretty significant milestone. I had my last chemo treatment December 22. As of today, this is the longest I've ever gone without surgery or chemo since March 2011. Pretty big deal, right?
And how about two pics that are not even from May, but I ran across them yesterday and kind of loved them. The kids Facetiming with my parents on a Saturday morning in March.