I’ve got sunshine….

So I got home and my family was waiting, happy and full of tears. My toto said before being asked, mama you can’t pick me. How sweet and heartbreaking and filled to the brim with love. Recovery was made easy with lots of constant kisses and hugs and tons of love by hubby….. I was holding on to every happy moment, I mean those happy sunshine heart full but soul in war happy moments…. who knew what the results would be…. would I have to fight that emotional fight? That fight where your body, the thing you have lived in for 32 years, your safe zone, your temple, your ever silent companion turns against you and becomes the very reason you struggle to survive. I was praying to every god I had ever researched, heard of, experienced. I prayed and begged and cried in the lonely moments when it was just me and my silent companion. Then the phone call…… all is fine, BUT……

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