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Keep on Keepin' On...



I thought that the end of radiation would be my last blog. And obviously for a while it was. But as I settle back into "normal" life, I've been feeling like something is missing. It took me a while to realize that I just miss writing. It keeps me level, and sane..it's my personal form of therapy. So I've decided to combine this blog with the one I used to write about the girls' antics.

The past 6 weeks since radiation ended has been a whirlwind. We went on our much needed and most fabulous vacation to Disneyland and Palm Springs. The girls absolutely loved Disneyland. I'm not sure I've ever seen them so excited, or having so much fun. And during our time in Palm Springs, Matt and I were once again overwhelmed by how blessed we are to have the most amazing friends in the world.

Reagan started Kindergarten in August and is loving every second of it. She's made a bunch of new friends and is learning so much. She can read more and more every week. She truly is getting to be such a big girl.

Charlie is deep in the throes of the terrible 2's. She can be a handful and headstrong, but it's nothing we can't handle! In fact, I love that she has such a strong mind and will. My girl can also be the absolute sweetest little thing in the world.

As for me...well, I'm keeping on. My skin is no longer red and peeling. My hair is growing back (even though I look like Jamie Lee Curtis right now..). And both my physical and mental scars are healing as well. I had my first 3 month post chemo check up last week. My blood counts were good for the most part. The white blood cell count was still low, and Suzanne told me that my energy level would still be low for a few more months. It helps to hear that..because when I have a day where I have no energy, I start to worry that "it's back." In my mind, if I can go go go and feel good, then I can't still be sick. I have to take a breath and realize that I'm still healing.

So I find myself in a position I've never been in now. I FINALLY get to be the stay home mom I've always wanted to be. I get to take my girls to school, swimming, soccer, gymnastics, etc. I get to cook, clean, bake and sew at my leisure. It is equally awesome, and weird. Since I was 15 I've had a paying job. I feel like I went through hell this year to get to my heaven on earth. This is truly the best time of my life right now.

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  1. Yeah! I missed you being part of my daily blog reading :) I think another great title for this post would have been, "Hell on Earth to Heaven on Earth"!

    Had so much fun the other night! xoxo

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  2. This post makes me glad--for you and with you. I can't wait to read all that you'll accomplish.

    Much, much love,
    Renee

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