Showing posts with label cancer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cancer. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Welcome Back

It's been over a month and I'm finally back.

The summer has not been kind to dreams of stress-free times.

My brother-in-law passed on August 8th and I can honestly say that there are few things that are sadder than watching an 11 year old and a 5 year old tend to their daddy's casket. Some things just should not happen.

The proposed CNA class that was not thought to happen until early fall was surprisingly scheduled for the two weeks before my brother-in-law passed. A blessing that my husband took time off to watch the kids and, thus, had more time to spend visiting his brother. I finished the class, have been working on the floor as a trainee, and last night took my state exam. I am now a Certified Nurse's Aide (CNA). A difficult and not at all glamorous job, but one that's so appreciated by the residents and family members. I've discovered that it comes rather naturally for me and I enjoy caring for those in my charge.

With all of that going on I have seen the gym only when driving by it. My plan is to start going either tomorrow or Thursday morning. I miss being there, but I'm happy to report that I've actually lost more weight and am 13 lbs. lighter than I was when I got pregnant last year. I still want to lose another 25 lbs. so the gym is definitely needed.

I hope your summer has been kind and I promise to update much more frequently. It's time to get back into the swing of a routine. Don't you agree?

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Live Like You Were Dying

My husband's oldest brother has cancer. The same cancer that his mom had and similar to what his dad had. That's pretty scary. Especially since his older brother is only in his early 40s.

It's really made me think about the moments we get. And more importantly, what we do with those moments. I firmly believe that there is a glorious heaven waiting for all of us and that our time on Earth is just a tiny fraction of our existence. But it's where we are now. So, what are we going to do with it?

I started thinking about family and friends that have passed on and what I remember and hold dear about them. Isn't funny how none of the things that made them who they were had to do with how much "stuff" they had or what kind of car they drove or what kind of house they lived in. It's the way they loved and lived. But still, we don't learn. We want bigger houses, more "stuff", a nicer car, a big fat bank account.

But what will our kids remember about us? What will they tell their children and grandchildren? Hopefully, they'll tell about the way we played with them, the times we laughed together, the traditions we started, the way we treated others with kindness and compassion, and all of those little, good, meaningful things.

So, today, let your workout be playing. Let your medicine be laughter. Let your cool down be ice cream on a warm spring night. And live like you were dying.