I’m having breakfast with these gals this morning.
We are a little older now. A little grayer. Maybe a little wiser.
It’s been a year of incredible challenge and pain for my family.
Through it all, I feel like my relationships with these women, (plus the baby, Nicole, who didn’t bless us with her presence till 1975) have grown exponentially over the latter part of this year, after our mom was diagnosed with glioblastoma, a particularly aggressive form of brain cancer. She’s hanging in there, day to day. My dad has been the champ in all of this, hanging on while he watches this horrific disease take over the life of his best friend, his partner, his better half, his life.
This photo was taken by my Gram, mom’s mom. Chrissy (the baby in the photo) found this photo while looking for something for my dad in the attic.
This is the time of the year when you express gratitude for blessings in life.
I will sit down to breakfast with these women, their husbands and a couple of their kids today.
I am so thankful for the moments when we are together to laugh. To enjoy the rare moments when we are not only in the same room, but the same state.
Mom will be really happy to know we all are holding each other up these days. We will tell her. She will smile her crooked smile, and she will tell us “That’s good.”
And it is.