29 years ago today my little baby boy was Born. He's not too little any more. I had a horribly long labor and to be honest when they put him in my arms I kind of freaked out. I had no idea what to do with him. Of course as parents we never know what to do with these little people we are intrusted with. We just raise them the best we know how and hope we teach them something along the way. My son has made me proud on so many occasions but the best thing for me is to watch him with his own Son. The best thing I could have instilled in him is the Love and compassion to be a great parent.
Of course teaching them to work hard and earn a good living doesn't hurt.
I have already worked 20 hours this week in the last two days. I have come home so tired but it is a good tired. I love staying busy at work. It gives me purpose. If I was to sit at home all day I am afraid I would either be depressed, wallow in self pity or basically sleep my life away.
I was feeling kind of good about myself today. In the last few days I have heard from a few people that I have "helped" indirectly (and unintentionally) with things that are going on in their lives. Today I had a Nurse come up and ask me how she can help her Mom who is battling this Cancer also. When I was first diagnosed I wasn't going to be "open" about any of it. I didn't want to be anyones poster child or the Picture of Breast cancer but who am I to say what my destiny is. Maybe this was all part of Gods plan. I am supposed to go through this, stay strong and be there for others. Either for others to help me through service or me to help them by showing my strength. I will just go wherever this path takes me.
Peace Out.
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