Another year gone by. That’s how many people say it I think. Another year. Me? ANOTHER YEAR!!! YES! We did it! I’m really here to see ANOTHER YEAR begin!!! Here I am, LIVING with metastatic (here, there, everywhere) lung cancer. Since that awful diagnosis I’ve celebrated not one, not two, but three, yes THREE New Years. How amazing is that?! Well, I can tell you. Very. Very amazing.
New Year’s Eve 2012, Moshi, Tanzania, Africa. New Year’s Eve 2012, Amsterdam, Netherlands, Europe. New Year’s Eve 2012, Massachusetts, United States, North America. That was an amazing New Year’s Eve for sure. Got on a plane in Africa on New Year’s Eve, landed in Europe for another flight still New Year’s Eve, and finally made it to Boston, MA in the United States on New Year’s Eve. Three continents. Not likely to have another New Year’s Eve like that one. If our flight had not been cancelled the day before we wouldn’t have had that one. Lucky I guess. Not that we felt that way at the time. But it is kinda cool to say we celebrated New Year’s Eve in/on three continents.
Lucky we were in 2012 and lucky we are today. Blessed. Fortunate. Grateful. Joyful. Loved. Content. Hopeful. Those are some of my words I carry with me from 2018 into 2019. They may sound “soft”, yet they come from, and give to me, strength, courage, and peace. I am excited to see what things our family will celebrate in 2019. Graduations, family gatherings and outings. Every day a gift. I know Dan and I have much to look forward to, beginning with our winter on the mountainside, cozy in our home with the three little dachshunds, and the goats nearby in their little barn.
May 2019 be a year of joy and health for you.