missing Dad ….
I’m feeling somewhat sorry for myself this week having missed time with Keith and the boys but I’m so glad that they had the time together. It’s not often they get to spend Father’s Day or Father’s Day week together ( Adam had to leave on Thursday).
Having a “good” cancer can be kind of hard – on one hand I DO feel extremely grateful – on the other hand, it is still stressful and disruptive, and life changing.
It’s funny but as I approached my 57th birthday a couple weeks ago, Dad was on my mind even more than usual – he was diagnosed with cancer at 57 and gone the day after his 59th birthday. I know this cancer isn’t going to kill me but I worry about the ways it’s going to change my life. We don’t know the full extent and won’t for a few months but we do know it’s already spread to the lymph nodes and invaded the vascular system – still I’m grateful that thyroid cancer is a slow growing, treatable cancer.
I know I said I wasn’t going to dwell on this here on the blog and I won’t but as my next surgery approaches this week it’s obviously what I’m focused on.