Thanksgiving

Last year I was bald as it gets. It was an anxious Thanksgiving. Jenn was big-bellied with the little wiggle-wart at the table today, Jewel. I had cancer last year at Thanksgiving. This year, I have 10 months of hair and by the grace of the oncologist and surgeon I do not. I won't breathe easy for another 2 years or so, if then, but I'm here today, and profoundly thankful. This year I was able to take care of both children for the first time for a while. I don't have the umph to do that often, but for about 5 hours today, I had both of them. I couldn't hardly do anything with either of them last year. I'd just had my port put in, and a Sentinal Node Biopsy and I'd had a month of chemo and I was in the fight of my life. I have much to be thankful for, but most of all, it was being with my family this year to share food, and laugh and enjoy one another's company and mark the day as a special one with gratitude for another year on this side of the dirt.

Blessings to you and those you love. I hope your hearts were as full as aour bellies were tonight!