One Year

Last week a year ago I was in Disney World with my family and my little 2 month old Tatie. It was a wonderful trip. Glenn called at the end of the week and told me that he went to a doctor (while I was away so as not to worry me), and there was a possibility that he could have testicular cancer. When I got home he went to a specialist, was diagnosed, and scheduled surgery the next day. That was April 22nd. A whole year ago. Then we spent a week with me trying to make Glenn take it easy and recover, and waiting to hear what type of cancer it was and what the next steps were. Man what an awful week it was.
We celebrated yesterday. Minimally, because we had a really busy schedule yesterday. But there was lunch out, and flowers, and cards, and good conversations.
A whole year later and it's almost like it never happened. Glenn is hard at work on his thesis, has a job offer, and is in fantastic health. Last year at this time we weren't sure if life would ever be normal again but it is, surprisingly so. There is just a little something that sticks with you when you have an experience like that. Something that changed forever when I had to think about the real possibility of my honey being really sick or worse. Something in the back of my mind that makes me appreciate what I have more and helps me try to focus on the positive more than I used to do. Because, at the end of the day, we're all together and healthy and so happy and what more do we really need? Happy one year honey. I love you.