A.J. is the one in our family with the really exciting news, HE CAN WALK!! He is so cute the way he gets so excited! Next week he is turning 1 years old. I remember thinking when I got sick that if I could make it to his birthday, I could make it through anything. I am so excited to have a birthday party for him. It is going to be a Mickey Mouse Party. He loves Mickey mouse. He can also hold up 1 finger when you ask him how old he is.
Not surprisingly his first word, besides Da da and ma ma was Ball. Even if he is throwing a tantrum if JonAaron asks him to go play ball, he stops crying and crawls (now kind of walks too) over to his little fisher price basketball hoop and puts the ball in the hoop with JonAaron.
I can't believe that a year ago he was just this little baby boy and now he isn't a baby anymore! Time goes by so fast!
School starts up next week for me, and the following week for JonAaron. The break wasn't long enough. The crazy thing is that we do not know where we are going to be next year! But we will both be graduated! YAY!
I am in remission right now, and it has come with a lot more emotions than I expected. There is always a fear that it will return, in fact we thought it had come back so we did some tests early. They came out positive, but there is still a fear in the back of your mind. We got told that we will have to wait awhile to try and have another baby. As selfish as I am, I was a little upset by it. You would think I would learn by now that Heavenly Father has his own plan for me, and it doesn't always coincide with my plan.
My hair is starting to grow back, it is a shade or two darker and it is curly. I don't mind how it looks, sometimes it is cute, but the biggest problem for me is that it is a reminder of what has happened to my family. But I remember thinking a thought about how honored I was to shave my head alongside all the other cancer fighters, and it made me proud to have the experience with them. There is a picture in my Mother in law's house that is of the Savior and it says, "I never said it would be easy, I only said it would be worth it."
Lately my thoughts have been with other cancer fighters that I have met, many who did not win their fight, or who know they will not, or who do not know yet. I wish I had more words to say than that I hate cancer and that I wish they did not have to go through it. Hopefully I can help with my career choice to make it easier for families and fighters!
On a brighter note, I am trying to strengthen my lungs by running (ok and walking)
