during these last 9 months.
It is terrifying writing your deepest, darkest thoughts down
that you have tried to push away and ignore,
but the more that you drown your thoughts,
the more that they rise to the surface haunting you.
So here goes...
This last year has been a learning experience to put it mildly.
My family's life as we once knew it to be, has dramatically changed
in the last 4 years due to my oldest daughter's illness
and now we are experiencing all the ripple effects that come with it.
Selfishly, I want my old life back.
The life where cancer wasn't something I thought of daily.
Now it is never far from my mind
I want to wake up to May 7th, 2008.
The day before our life as we knew it, would be changed forever.
But I can't.
I am so grateful that today she is healthy
and loving her life as a college student.
But it has come with a price.
No one was spared from the anger, the stress,
the depression, the anxiety, the "what ifs?",
all of these emotions that are never far from our consciousness.
We are a little more wrinkled,
and we've cried more than you'll ever know
but we are...still here.
I am happy to say that yesterday I ventured into my scraproom
and created my first scrapbook page in almost 9 months.
No one was happier than my husband <3
Seriously, I'm a little rusty and have no new product to showcase.
And as usual, it's a simple page with a photo I love.
I think my style is so out of date,
but I can only scrap what I know, right?
I feel like my middle girl is in such a rush to grow up,
she is like 14 going on 40, so this page was for her:
Thank you to all the bloggers who reached out to me,
I missed you all so much.
I'm glad you are also...still here.