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 get ready for dinner (a huge task in itself), and then have energy afterwards. I knew it was a far stretch considering I'm back on treatment... But I prayed.
And God listened. Granted I was super tired afterwards, but the fact that I did it was HUGE. 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.