I feel so grateful... That isn't even the right word. I feel honored & utterly blessed to have her as my mom. So for Mother's Day it was really important to me to make her day special. I prayed for nights on end that God could give me a good day to celebrate Mother's Day. I wanted to bake her favorite dessert for her which I knew required an lots of energy. I also knew I would have to shower & get ready for dinner (a huge task in itself), and then have energy for dinner, gifts, celebrating etc. I knew it was a far stretch considering I'm back on treatment... But I prayed.
And God listened. I had so much energy, I could do all of the above. Granted I was super tired from going nonstop from 2-11pm, but the fact that I did it was HUGE. I didn't rest an ounce in that stretch, but boy was it amazing. My mom loved the Tiramusu! And, since my mom never ever stops thinking of others (even on Mother's Day), she made me chocolate covered strawberries & made potato salad I could eat & special turkey burgers. I'm telling you, no matter what day it is she always goes above & beyond to make others happy. Even if it meant cooking on Mother's Day (no rest for her).
Overall I'm just so happy my mom had a good day & that God granted me a nice day to enjoy myself. I know that taking care of me is a full time job. My parents didnt sign up for this mess, but they never questioned being my 24/7 help. And as I keep fighting, it's for them because I want to be better so I can move on with my life & hopefully make them proud. But for now, it's one thing at a time & I know that. I'm just grateful I had a good day. And that's what matters.
As I am chugging along with treatment these days are even more precious. I have got to remember the good memories even in times of turmoil.