Wow.
I didn’t know that all of you had the ears of your respective deities, but I think that the combined power of God, The Baby Jeebus, Buddha and maybe Zeus or Odin really did something wonderful this week. Or maybe I just got really, really lucky.
All I know is, my Mom told me on Thursday that my Grandmother doesn’t have cancer.
How many times in life do get second chances? How often do the doctors say “We did a biopsy and, even though we were convinced that it was cancer, it’s actually benign?” This feels like one big giant “do-over.” It’s amazing. It’s wonderful. It’s incredible. I’m so happy.
Today we’re going to drive down to the Cape to see my Grandmother. I’m going to hug her and tell her that I’m so glad that she won’t have to go through chemotherapy. I’m going to play my guitar for her and she’s probably going to cry. I’m going to make more of an effort to go and see her because she’s my grandmother and I love her and this scare has reminded me that she’s not going to be around forever. It’s so easy to assume that our older relatives will always be there and that we’ll see them at the next big family holiday.
I’m an agnostic. I ask for help when I am scared, but I’m never really sure if somebody is listening. This week, I feel like somebody got the message… even if it was just all of the wonderful people in my life who were there for me when things felt shitty. So, to whoever was listening, thank you. Thank you so much.
That is the best news yet! Hooray!
Hope, that is such great news!!
Do take the time now while you have it. I didn’t, I let life get in the way and stayed in denial till the bitter end. I regret it now.
Hooray for second chances! I’m so happy for you!
That is really great! Yay!
Wow, Hope. That’s terrific news. I’m thrilled for all of you!