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1 Year ago today.

let it go,
let it roll right off your shoulder
don't you know
the hardest part is over
let it in,
let your clarity define you
in the end
we will only just remember how it feels

our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours still remain

let it slide,
let your troubles fall behind you
let it shine
until you feel it all around you
and i don't mind
if it's me you need to turn to
we?ll get by,
it's the heart that really matters in the end

our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours still remain

all of my regret
will wash away some how
but i can not forget
the way i feel right now

in these small hours
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away but these small hours
these small hours, still remain,
still remain
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away
but these small hours
these little wonders still remain

(Little Wonders by Rob Thomas)

Here is the link to the video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1ra4OAYKeM

 

 

These are the lyrics from one of my favorite songs. It’s sums up what Jeff and I have been through in our 23 years of marriage. When I think about all the struggles we have been through this song always comes to mind.

We have been through Jeff getting laid off from a job after 10 years, Megan being born at 3 lbs. premature, Jeffrey being in a bad car accident, Jeff’s colon rupturing, and family deaths. But 1 year ago today our world was truly shaken. It was the thing that no one ever wants to hear. “You have cancer” “malignant” “chemotherapy”. It was 1 year ago today that I walked into my surgeons office with my mom and sisters and waited for him to come into the room and tell uswhat I already knew in my heart. I went back and read my early posts and I just can’t believe that a whole year has gone by. I neverthought I would get through it. But I did! I did it with the help of my family, relatives and friends. There were days on chemo when I just didn’t want to do it anymore, but I would go to the mailbox and I would get a beautiful card from someone and know that I had so much support and it kept me going. My mom was here for me on my worst days. I would call her at 11:00 at night crying and she would drop everything and come over. She was at every appointment and test with me. My sisters would come over and rub my legs and feet when I was in pain from the chemo. Sue brought me Resee Puffs at 10:00 one night when I told her I was craving them. And Pam would come over and clean my house like the white tornado.

Jeff was so good through everything. I know it was really hard for him. He couldn’t even look at me without his eyes filling up with tears for the first few weeks. He felt so bad because he couldn’t go to my appointments with me, but he had to work. He would call me all day to see if I was ok. Then he would come home and tell me how cute I looked with my little bald head.

My kids went through a lot too. They are older but still need their mom. They were so used to having a hands on mom who was always there for them and I was so tired and sick I just couldn’t be that mom they were used to. I know it was hard for them to see me like that but they were so mature about it.

One year! In that one year I have grown so much. I have learned to appreciate every single day. When I was at my worst I would tell my mom, “I can’t do this anymore” and “I will never be the same person again”.  Well I DID do it! As for being the same person…. I have to say I am the same person, but I see life different now. I’ve learned that I don’t have to complain about the little things. And I am a lot stronger than I ever thought I was.

Thanks to everyone who sent a card, an email, a gift, called me, or thought about me! I felt everyone’s love and still do.

And to all my friends that are still fighting this dreaded disease. Don’t stop fighting! You can do it.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Yes!! You are here!  And I for one am glad.  I've needed my online BC buddies, even though we've had different diagnosis and treatments.  It's been fun IM'ing with you - at what surely has been late hours for you!

You summed it up so well.  Still the same, but you view life with different eyes.  And you are a very strong person with a very sweet family.

Cheers,  Stephanie
Anonymous said…
Wow you have been through alot and risen above it all. Your reward is your family and you appreciate them so much. The future holds so much.
Take care, Chrissie
Anonymous said…
Trish

I will always be behind you in good times and bad times.
I just want to say that I am very proud that you are my cousin because when you needed me I was there for you.
Your Cousin in nj
Linda, Tony, Ashley & Gina
Anonymous said…
May one year turn into 20 and you will see your grandson grow into a man.  Linda
Anonymous said…
One year...you are truly blessed!!!!  Let's continue to fight the battle.  You remain in my prayers.  Hugs ~ Irene
http://journals.aol.com/alwaysireneann/meet-me-at-the-breakfast-table
Anonymous said…
I loveeee that song, Rob Thomas is wonderful.

Thinking of you often Trish!

Hugs,
Terri
Anonymous said…
love the song Trish, we are thousands of miles apart yet I think of you every day, and tell my family every detail of your diary. I ring u heaps as u know but your hard to get. In the beginning I told you the NZ maori words for "be strong" kia kaha, said, kee a ka ha.,  and you were that and some. Love Jacqui
Anonymous said…
You are truly blessed Trish.  What a wonderful song.  You've been a strong woman thru this journey.  I don't know if I could have been such a warrior.  This was a wonderful entry.
Hugs,
D
http://journals.aol.com/heavenlybama/journey-to-success

P.S.  For some reason, I almost signed my hubby's name.  LOL

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