I have vivid dreams. Do they make sense? Most times not. Last night I had a dream about my younger sister, Wendy. Wendy died of cancer at the age of thirty-two, twenty three years ago. Well, in my dream she looked as she did before she got the cancer. She was young, healthy, with her long hair. She was happy and at peace. She said it didn't matter what anyone did that was hurtful, as she understood everything, and all was well. Things that happens in this world are not important. It was really nice to have this "visit" with my sister, although it was brief.
Yesterday we had a small party for one of our doctors in our department. He turned 60. I always say, "it beats the alternative!" Maybe that is what brought on my dream. More than half of my life is over. I can only live it to the best, but it really is inconsequential in the long run.
- I have spent a great deal of my life battling illness. I suffered from Crohn's Disease and eventually had abdominal surgery, thwarting the Crohn's and budding cancer cells. Since my surgery in 1995 I have been relatively free from Crohns', although I had several subsequent surgeries related to my ileostomy..When my disease was in remission, I don't think my husband realized how bad it could get, but he has stood by me. I also have suffered from various autoimmune disorders and am diagnosed with Stage IV Kidney Disease. Fortunately, I am maintaining and do not need dialysis at this point. We adopted our son and later found out he had cerebral palsy, so he became my career. Dan has had two surgeries and tons of therapy and is able to walk because of it. He is a college graduate and is employed as an Information Specialist. We are very proud of his accomplishements. I am now part of the retired generation and still getting used to the idea. I do enjoy crafting, traveling and being with family and friends. I am active in my church and feel that the hardships we endure are there to build our faith. I like to live life in the "now" as we never know how much time is left.