Several years ago when I first set fingers to keyboard, my original intent was to have an outlet for my angst. Somewhere I could come to and vent...fester prevention, if you will.
It's been quiet around here. There's a reason for that: a lack of angst.
In spite of what our little family has been through this year...what we have to face in the coming months...years...there's peace.
And for that...I am grateful.
Tomorrow I will sit down to Thanksgiving dinner with my family...my husband, my children, my sister and her family and our parents... a feat our nomadic lives have rendered a rarity.
Next weekend we'll gather together as a family again and run in the Jingle Bell 5k. A show of solidarity...us against a nasty disease which chose the wrong family to pick on. The sheer number of friends and family who are joining us on December 4th is staggering and humbling. The support is there for all of us...for me, for my husband, for our daughter and our son. And I am so very grateful. Overwhelmingly grateful.
But one of my greatest blessings...I have a partner who stands beside me as an equal. We've come through the good, the bad and the ugly and I know the best years are ahead of us. And for that--all of that--I am eternally grateful.