WTH?

What the heck?  You would think that's what I meant, right?  Nah, for me it means, WHERE'S THE HAIR?!?!?!?!?!

No offense to those who took the pictures. Snapshots of my thinning hairline makes me go bonkers and brings me back to the  dark times of my life when I had breast cancer.

It never fails, just when I feel very normal again, I'd see pictures or be reminded of my thinning hair.  Then bam! it sucks the positivity out of me and wham! reminds me of the past. :(

This week a co-worker asked, and I know she meant well, why don't I buy a wig or hair extensions to cover it.  My reason was because when I wear one (or a head cover) our kids get nervous that I'm sick again.  To them, it triggers fear and uncertainty.  Our youngest son begged me to not wear them ever again.  That's the truth.  Since then I've decided to be brave and stomach all the stares/humiliation of having thin hair.  Anything that would bring normalcy to our kids.

Of course, I'd get over it and forget it, but tsk, tsk, it happens every now and then that I get reminded of it. Such is life.

In spite of this occasional depression, I've been blessed to have a second chance in life.  Life is good and I can't complain.

Priceless

One remembers each year and never fails to recognize the small triumph I overcame.

Another one said it's good to be reminded of these things, just so we don't forget how God has been good to us. 

The others expressed their joy, congratulated, cheered and sent wishes for good health.

And last but not least one said she's glad I am happy, and thinks it was better that I forgot about it coz that means I'm living a normal happy life.

Got these messages from friends who are near and dear to my heart reacting to the recent achievement I had. 

Words that are very touching...  strikes a chord...  words that fill my heart with joy, so simple and yet so powerful. They are priceless.

Four years and counting

May 4th or around this time marked the last day of my chemo treatment in 2009.  It's been four years as of yesterday.  Time flies. Really.

The chemo treatments, the most challenging phase I have ever faced, now feels like a blur.  Memories of it still gives me shivers down my spine when it comes to mind.  But with every set backs comes opportunities, something positive arises.  I saw that phase as an opportunity to look at life differently.  It sounds like a cliche but that's what happened.  The birds chirping, the flowers blooming, the beautiful sky, our children, my husband and family.  Everything.  Everything happens for a reason doesn't it?

So join me in doing a little happy dance for this personal achievement that, to me, makes life sweet.

Time to Process

Is it so difficult to understand that not everyone is the same? 
One could be vocal, one may not. 
One could be very confident, and the other hiding in shame.
One could be decisive, and some may not.

When people are passionate about something, is there a way to change what they think? 
No matter what others say, it doesn't matter.  It only matters when you agree to what they think is right.

One is entitled to one's opinion.  But is that opinion worth the fight?
So many changes, so many decisions to make it right.
All that is needed is a time to process to think what is right.