Life has been throwing a few curb balls at the family and directly at me. In October a fire whipped through my home town destroying homes, businesses, and everything else in its path. My Great Aunt and Uncles home was one of the ones lost.
During the fires my Grandmother passed away. I could not get there to be with my family and give my father support because of the air quality. It is sad for me to say but the fact that I could not be with them hurt more than losing her did.
The holidays after that were a blur of events including gingerbread trains, a visit from Carla & Kenneth and Lighted Christmas Parade in Geyserville. During that time I started physical therapy for my wrist. It was amazing to me how the right kind of therapy and therapist can make such a huge impact. Finally able to use it a bit more, I started to weed and cross stitch. Never realized how much I was missing it or how much it helped me to re-center myself.
Recently I got the call that I have to go see an oncologist for further treatment. It was not news I was expecting and was very hard to accept. Took me over a week to stop crying and process it. Well I might still be processing but at least I am not crying any longer. Made me once again take stock and be more grateful for the amazing family I have around me to support me through this.
Everyday is a fresh slate with no mistakes made in it yet… that is what I learned from Anne of Green Gables. It also is a reminder to me to find something that makes me happy each day and do it. Finding the time or pulling myself out of dark place to the happy place it not easy but I will battle to do it every day.