It was two years ago today that I received the news no one wants to hear. After the tumultuous year we had already been having, the words "You have cancer" were not ones I was prepared for. Even though something inside me knew something was wrong from the beginning, I had still hoped and prayed endlessly that my gut instincts were wrong. Unfortunately, they weren't. Today marks the two year anniversary of my diagnosis and rather than repost the thoughts from last year even though those thoughts still ring true, today I decided to focus on the blessings over this past year.
Earlier this year, I lost two very dear friends, Kris Stefanac and Julie Nelson Duellman, to this dreaded disease and I miss them terribly but the blessing of their courage, strength, and most importantly, their friendships, is something I carry with me every day and I am a better person because of them.
I have been blessed with a husband who loves me unconditionally, even on days I'm not so easy to love, and who encouraged me to accomplish a feat I never thought possible; blessed with two sons who continue to bring happiness and joy into my life; and blessed with a family like no other. I am also blessed because I have re-connected with the Whitcomb Clan, my dad's side of the family with whom I lost touch many, many years ago. I am thankful I have been given a second chance with them and look forward to making many happy memories with them.
I have been blessed with friendships that continue to stand the test of time and blessed with new ones I have made over the year.
I am blessed that God has given me another year to spend with those I love and the opportunity to make cherished memories with each and every one.
I am thankful for all the blessing in my life and count you all at the end of every day. Love to all.