Can't wait to be invited over to try some!A busy day.
I got my hair done this morning and my 29 year old hairdresser had to have a total hysterectomy and a portion of her bowel removed. She had uterine cancer. When the docs went in to perform the hyterectomy they found a tumor the size of a fig on her bladder and another on her bowel. Both came back cancerous.
Luckily, she already has two beautiful daughters. They are delightful. But she said that she and her husband were thinking of having another.
I think God is trying to tell me something. So often, I'm in situations where I'm forced to re-evaluate really how good I have it. Yes, losing three children isn't chump change. It's real and it plain sucks and it hurts and it's life altering and it has simply broken our hearts. Two people that love each other, that have married, built a home, finished our educations, have money for food. We truly and earnestly want a family to have all of the bliss of pregnancy and welcoming their first baby into the world just robbed of us has been a cruel blow to us both. Let alone the grief process that seems never ending, especially now that September is aproaching and we mourn yet another birthday with no sweet babe in our arms.
That said, I'm reminded of how lucky I am when Eric tells me how pretty I am when I'm feeling fat and old, that we are perfectly healthy. And most importanly, how much we laugh.
Although, we are not promised tomorrow, tomorrow has much promise.
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