The "C" Word

It's amazing how much strength one little word can have. How that one little word, only a short six letters in length can throw your plans out the window, for a while at least. How that one little word can bring emotions of fear, rage, grief and intense pourings of love, and all in the space of a few minutes. It's just one little word after all.

This week, DH was diagnosed with cancer. There, I said it. It's out there and somehow, saying it takes its power and control over our lives away just a little.

The good news is, his chances are great in the end. To get there though, he has six months of very aggressive chemotherapy ahead of him with most of that time in or at the hospital.

Our friends and my family have been so supportive and truly amazing. We feel so blessed to have such wonderful people in our lives.

It will be a journey, but not one that I expected to be taking, especially when our little one is only three and a half months old. I'm trying to put a few things in place so that I can still work, at least until Christmas, I'd still like a little slice of life that is normal and mine.

In the meantime, I'm already dreaming of a lovely seaside family holiday in seven months time.

Photo borrowed from here.