8.18.2016 She writes, she writes

Some 90's song... She bang, she bang. Well, for me and for tonight, I write. I write. My life just doesn't seem interesting enough to document.

Since my surgery about 3 weeks ago, I have been sitting in the armchair watching a show. It occured to me today, that I could be reading, studying, something ELSE.

I awoke to my daughter's radio, loudly playing Christian music and a few times I had thought I had heard her playing. But no, school has started 4 days ago and the quiet interrupted only by the sound of the washing machine or the dish washer. Or this crazy TV. I am ready to have my kids home with me all day. Sure I'm okay with sending them off to school the first couple of days, but then I wish them to be home with me. I think a big part of this has to do with the fact that I was a working mom for so many years and yearned to be at home with them. It is the hardest, most self-sacrificing, most rewarding job I have ever held. I get yelled at, then hugged. I get told no, I clean up gross stuff, then I get puppy eyes and good-night kisses.

I was due for a round of Herceptin 3 weeks ago, but I won't go in until next week for treatment. This has been good for my joints, taking a break from the aches. I have pondered not continuing for several months, but this won't go over with my doctor. :( and I'm okay with that.

My real reason for being on here and so late, I was watching my eldest daughter draw tonight, she is an artist! And I read through some of my son's writings, HE IS AN AUTHOR! My youngest has removed her Barbie House and in it's place is a "desk" complete with phone, papers, pencils and "Work Stuff". I smile. Each of them has a little bit of me. That's why I'll continue on the Herceptin, that's why I'll fight every tummy ache, every achy joint, every tired morning and restless night. To be with them, to watch them grow, to send them to school. To cry with them and for them. And when it's all said and done. They will have this blog to look back at and say, "She wrote. She WROTE."
Love you, love me, love you, love me.