It's 3am and I am wide awake. Possibly because I slept 90% of the day away, ya think? Yup, I think. I guess I am still recovering from that chemo crap....my body is so confused and my brain, well, we won't even go there. I had family members talking about me dying this week. I heard it "through the grapevine". No, really, I did. Apparently statistically I am going to die. Well, I say screw those statistics, because I am not going anywhere, ANY time soon. I have way too much to live for, tons of fight in me, and well, WAY TOO MUCH TO LIVE FOR!!!
Look at just a few things that keep me going, every single second of every single day!
Me and my girls
My sweet boy Clayton
DEXTER!!!
Lookie at this OLD pic of Robert and me!
My point is.....I am alive today and that is what matters. I promised myself I will live each day as if it is my last. I plan on getting hit by a train before I let this cancer kill me. (did I just jinx myself) (note to self: stay away from trains)
I love my life. I love my family. I love my friends.
Goodnight all,
Rach
