This day last year.. I thought my life was over. At 29 years old I had just found out I had cancer. I thought it was the end, but I was wrong. It was only the beginning. The beginning of the most difficult year of my life. I had it all in front of me.… Continue reading The sky is falling..
How do you slot back in to a life that you've basically vacated for over half a year? It's really hard, to be changed so much in such a short time, in almost every way possible, and to emerge and slot straight back into place, follow the same path you were on before. Cancer has… Continue reading Square peg, round hole..
You ever hear the phrase 'the elephant in the room'?! He's with me. That giant, pink (I like to imagine him as pink) awkward git is with me. After I was diagnosed with cancer, he was tiny, insignificant in fact. Everyone I talked to or who came to see me, everyone who called or texted,… Continue reading The elephant..
Theo is terrified of 'the man who bangs the table'. When he hears him, he freezes, eyes wide and immediately grabs my hand. When we are out and about, if he hears a banging noise, he immediately reaches for me, and whispers 'the man, banging the table'. Its his biggest fear. The man who bangs… Continue reading The man who bangs the table..
We were lucky to escape so far... but we've been hit. I imagine Theo and his lack of respect for the personal space of other children is the one to blame. As he spends the vast majority of his life kissing me, licking me, shoving his fingers into my mouth and smushing my… Continue reading Cold..