We all have a story to tell. We have people to thank, places we've been, endured hardships we never thought we'd recover from. Yet, here we are, surviving. At 30, I never thought I'd be where I am at in life currently, but then again...I've concluded it's good to have loose guidelines on life rather than plans. We all know life doesn't go as planned afterall.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Success

Success: To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of
children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to
appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy
child, a garden patch or redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier
because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Normalcy, Love, Life

It is interesting the life I live. Much different than I ever expected to be living at this point in time. I thought I'd be a consultant traveling the country telling dental offices how to run a successful business. I am called on here and there to do some consulting locally, but I'm basically tied to my doctor's office now. I make half of what I made prior to stage 4 breast cancer. I even made decent money in 2005 when I was stage 1 and went through treatment. I really never thought I'd be living at home when I owned my home in 2005, how many 25 year olds own a home? Not many, but I worked hard and saved. Even with everything I've been through I still have excellent credit to this day, not that it really matters except to my pride.

I hear of a few survivors that have found love in the midst of this diagnosis, but I believe it's few and far between. I'm not sure if men have a fear or lack strength or what it is. Or even if it's the disease that is the problem. I'm sure it doesn't help that going through menopause AGAIN (after the ooph) gives you an emotional roller coaster, so maybe I'm not the easiest person. I don't know.

Thankfully, I have a wonderful network of friends and family. I spent the weekend with them. What WOULD I do without them. They keep me going when I ask myself why I go through all that I do...what is it all for? To just slowly go backwards in life...perhaps eventually to a point of childhood when I am completely dependent upon someone? Then I look at my nephew and see that I make a difference in his life...I am someone to look up to for him...reasons like that is why I am still here.