I’m 38! For those who have followed my journey, you know how special this birthday is to me. I never thought I was going to see my son play high school football or lil mama turn 4! We all know, in our subconscious, that we are going to die, but when you are told you have cancer, that is brought to the forefront and it really is all you think about.
I was reviewing what I wrote a year ago…
“My daughter will be 3 next month and if I pass away soon, she won’t remember much of me, so you can understand my concern for my son.”
And…
“So, I have some plans for the next 2 to 3 years. All involve money so I really need to either get a raise, win the lottery or get BPC into self-sufficiency.
1. Take the kids to Disney (what else did you expect?)
2. Visit Jerusalem.
3. Visit the islands and try parasailing (yeah, I know I can’t swim, shhh.)
4. Find a good man ready to take care of my kids after I’m gone. (This is about my dreams, remember?)”
Well, the past year has been spent 50% at work and 50% at the doctors (chemo, surgery, radiation,). Needless to say, I haven’t had much time to achieve any of the above goals. However, I have made some personal changes that are even more important:
1. I really do speak my mind now. I was to the point before, but if you don’t want the truth, then don’t ask me.
2. My relationship with my son has grown in a way that I never thought possible. We really are 2 partners in crime.
3. I’ve learned to accept me as I am and what I don’t like, I’m actually working on changing it.
I’m sure as I get older, my birthday musings won’t be so philosophical or thought provoking. If you follow me on Facebook, you already know I didn’t have a philosophical weekend!





















