Three Years

Day 1,097 in our leukemia war.

Our 3rd anniversary of D-day was Tuesday and we all experienced it in different ways.

Paul and I had talked about the arrival of the anniversary a few days before, but on the actual day, I had forgotten.  I was busy getting the Mr. off to summer school, when Paul sent me a reminder text.
It took me by surprise.  I was OK until I got to the grocery store parking lot, then got overwhelmed with emotion.  Here we go again, that old combination of sadness and happiness sneeking up on me again.....

• I'm so sorry that Carson has had to go through this
• I'm so sorry that we'll be holding our breath the rest of our lives, watching for relapse
• I'm so sorry for all the toxic meds pumped into his tiny veins
• I'm so sorry for the IEP's at school and late effects of treatment which will follow him for who knows how long

• I'm happy that we're still all together
• I'm happy that God has seen fit to allow us to be parents to both our kids for awhile longer
• I'm happy that Carson responded so well to treatment
• I'm happy that the end of treatment is in sight - November 2012 here we come!

While I was processing all these thoughts in the parking lot, other members of my family were faring much better.

• Francesca was on her way home from church camp (she had a terrific time)
• Carson went to school, went to swim lesson and then proceeded to earn his green belt at Tae Kwon Do
• Paul suggested dinner out - and we all agreed.

 What D-day?  Green belts rock!

So after a bit of a rough start (for me), it was practically a normal day! 
.....and that's the way we like it!

-Jennifer