Looking back... such is Life.

I remember when I was younger I would accompany my grandmothers to the grocery store. Often my energy and eagerness would get the better of me and I would find that I had lost my grandmother! This happened often and to my dismay I would have to retrace my steps and would find them along the way. The remainder of the trip I would have to remind myself to slower my pace. Once I did this, I found I actually started enjoying shopping 'with' my grandmothers. It no longer was a task, but a pleasurable event. Many times they would talk about their youths, recipes and other family members favorite meals. As a matter of fact I was always quick to volunteer to take them.

Today I am getting ready to go into yet again another surgery. I have spent once again another perilous week fighting for my right to survive. (Almost a common daily thing for me any more.) Each hospital stay I have fewer and fewer visitors. I yearn for conversations that have nothing to do with my health and even setting up events a week in advance. (Being the optimist.)

I love my family and friends and can understand the tugs and pulls they feel to get on with their lives. Once in a while they stop, look around and back track to find me. That is fine, because I understand.... such is life. I will be here waiting to hear about what they have been up to and hopefully share a few laughs. What more can you ask from life?