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I said "I do".
Yes, I did.
And I"m still doing it today.
Loving my husband always that is.
Goofing off as usualLife has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.
~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Celebrating our wedding anniversary with us before our departure to dinner.We've been used to celebrating this day very quietly, my husband and I. Three years ago, all that changed when just six weeks earlier to our 30th wedding anniversary, the primary respiralogist on my husband's rare lung disease case presented an dynamic emotional time bomb to the two of us.
With xrays before him, and all the medical data he had acquired for the case, he estimated my husband had, maybe at the most, tops, eighteen months before he would be staring a double lung transplant in the eye. The news was tragic in nature, although the health journey he had already been walking wasn't entirely free from news such as this before. The timing was just horrible, as it always is. No one is ever prepared or really ready to hear such news, no matter what health state they are currently living.
Upon my husband's request previous to this, having already spent much time off work from severe unwellness, he requested a gathering for the first time ever to celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary, a reunion of sorts with family and friends to really celebrate when we flew to Vancouver to be with our children/grandchildren. We weren't really sure what life had in store for us. Emotions were all over the map that evening but wow, the memories we will hold forever in our hearts are so special to us. Thank you again to all who attended!
Next week we revisit a semi-annual round of pulmonary tests, CT scans and a visit with yet another main respiralogy doctor currently holding the files on my husband's case since our move here. Last September, she posed a thought creating some anxiety, to be revisited at this next appointment.
With xrays before him, and all the medical data he had acquired for the case, he estimated my husband had, maybe at the most, tops, eighteen months before he would be staring a double lung transplant in the eye. The news was tragic in nature, although the health journey he had already been walking wasn't entirely free from news such as this before. The timing was just horrible, as it always is. No one is ever prepared or really ready to hear such news, no matter what health state they are currently living.
Upon my husband's request previous to this, having already spent much time off work from severe unwellness, he requested a gathering for the first time ever to celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary, a reunion of sorts with family and friends to really celebrate when we flew to Vancouver to be with our children/grandchildren. We weren't really sure what life had in store for us. Emotions were all over the map that evening but wow, the memories we will hold forever in our hearts are so special to us. Thank you again to all who attended!
Next week we revisit a semi-annual round of pulmonary tests, CT scans and a visit with yet another main respiralogy doctor currently holding the files on my husband's case since our move here. Last September, she posed a thought creating some anxiety, to be revisited at this next appointment.
Life is fragile.
Relish in the thought of; " Every day a blessing!"
Celebrate life's special offerings!
This is my wish for you:
Comfort on difficult days,
smiles when sadness intrudes,
rainbows to follow the clouds,
laughter to kiss your lips,
sunsets to warm your heart,
hugs when spirits sag,
beauty for your eyes to see,
friendships to brighten your being,
faith so that you can believe,
confidence for when you doubt,
courage to know yourself,
patience to accept the truth,
Love to complete your life.
~ Author Unknown
