"Fight, fight, fight. Are we allowed a day to just wallow in self pity, sleep all day and totally ignore the one we love that is ill? That sounds so incredibly selfish. "
I just keep telling folks what I have been for the last 3 years since we were diagnosed.
"You are allowed your ONE day. You can scream, cry, throw things, (just not at others) do it all at the same time if you want. BUT from that day forward you no longer look at the negatives. Look for your blessings in the small things. There's not going to be a band of Angels with the big theatrics of lights of gold and the TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Nah, it's going to be more like standing on your back step on a early spring evening hearing the "Spring Peeper" (little frogs that come out of hibernation in spring) singing their serenade. Not a SMACK to the head, "I'm a blessing pay attention", but the whisper in your ear of the "be thankful for the now" You learn to dance in the rain and laugh when you want to cry. Looking at all the negatives never gets you anywhere, but closer to the grave. To quote Shelby in Steele Magnolias "I would rather have thirty minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special."
Howl at the moon a few times when you get the chance..............................................it keeps the neighbors on their toes
"Making tracks................
