I’ll be celebrating my five year cancer free anniversary in about three weeks. This is an exciting time for me, but also a time to reflect on the could have, should have, and would have.
After my surgeries and radioactive iodine treatment, I had a sense of re-birth. I told myself I was tired of hanging around the house, going to work and coming home, and just doing the same mundane things, day after day. I made a commitment to myself to get out, see and do as much as possible and to make my health a priority.
In 2015 I joined a gym and I have actually stuck with it. However, there are times I didn’t go as much as I “should have” and “could have”. On a positive note, the gym I joined introduced me to so many amazing people, trainers and fellow gym goers, who have now become friends for a lifetime. They have given me motivation when I felt like I wanted to give up, or just stay at home and sleep. Dana, Misty, Adriana, John, Jennifer, Kimberly, Rebekah, Kara and many others… thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the motivation and inspiration you have given me. You all have no idea how grateful I am!
I also have my countless friends to be thankful for. I “could have” spent more time with these people, and “should have” told them how much I appreciated them. I vow to do this from now on, because none of us are promised tomorrow, and we should all tell our friends how lucky we are to have them. Thank you all, especially to my two closest friends, Bren and Shell, for putting up with me and going with me on all my crazy outlandish adventures. I think by the year 2025 we will have sampled all the staycation spots and restaurants in our bustling little city. Or at least, that is my goal for us.
My family. I love them all so much and they have supported me through and through. Mommy, Daddy, and my two brothers, I am thankful God gave me all of you. I also have my ten year old son, who is smart, funny and has no filter. He is the one who is always straight up with me, tells me how it is and doesn’t try to sugarcoat anything. He gives me the courage to try and be better a person and mother. I think the most important goal in my life is for my son to look back ten years from now and see that his mother didn’t live life on the sidelines, and that she actually tried to live life to its fullest. In all actuality, his approval is the most important to me. I am thankful to his father (even though he and I haven’t been in sync at all times) he made sure my son was taken care of while I was sick, and for that I’ll be forever grateful.
And finally, if I “would have” known that I would eventually start this blog, I “would have” written everything down from the moment of my diagnosis. That way I could help the many others, who may feel lost like I did when this all began. HOPEFULLY, the next five years will be even greater, with less could haves, should haves, and would haves.
A little note to my son, something I found on the internet