Originally Posted by
JBen
I had a few wake up calls I ignored in my 30s. Corporate ladders, white picket fences and all that. Then 2008-2009 hit. First week of January 2009 I got the call everyone dreads. "you have a cancerous tumor". February 24th I came home to the proverbial dear John empty home letter. April, I had the surgery that removed the tumor. I spent most of those 4 months wondering if Id see my girls at Christmas. By the time the dust settled around Christmas 2009. I realized that in the span of "months" I almost lost "everything". In 2016 we moved to the country. In the winter of 2017 my girlfriend at the time was diagnosed with breast cancer, triple negative (the worst and most aggressive type), later she would also test positive for the braca 2 gene.
2020
We are both pretty spiritual, and reflective. We are minimalist and more. We also read "spirituality" books, journal, and exercise 20 minutes each day. We will go days without getting onto Facebook, or watching tv. Love our gardens and more. "Smell the roses" and the little things.
Throughout it all, we have reminded ourselves how fortunate we are. A very good friend just spent the last two days with us. In the span of a couple months her world has fell apart as has her relationship/marriage. She needed to get away from the "noise" and decompress for a couple days to sort her thoughts and emotions out. Somewhere safe and somewhere quiet. Yesterday, my fiancé sent me a text.
"It's so sad, watching her world fall apart. We are so fortunate to live where we do, as we do, and to have each other"
The little things Joe