I’m not going into too much detail, but I’ve spent the last ten months chasing life. I admit I’m stealing that phrase from the new ABC Family TV show, which I just happen to be watching right now, but when the shoe fits……
On the show, the main character is given a scary diagnosis just as she’s kicking off her career as a writer. She’s hesitant to tell her family and she wonders how it’s going to impact every aspect of her life.
Well, I had the same thing happen to me not so long ago, the difference between she and I being age. I’m older, I have kids, I’m not starting out. However, I have a family that the diagnosis impacted, and as I wait for the lead character to tell her mother, I completely relate to her dilemma.
I couldn’t tell my mom either when my diagnosis was confirmed. I knew it would hit her like a rock falling from the sky.
And it did, I won’t lie. I don’t think she’s ever fully recovered, as much as I try to convince her that I’ll be fine. But there is no way to know that for sure.
I’m Chasing Life
However, my prognosis is good. I feel great, and to be honest, I have a new lease on life. In the short time I’ve known about my condition, I’ve ridden in a 40-mile bike ride, gone swimming with dolphins, taken my family on a cruise, gone back to graduate school. Talk about a 360 degree turn!
You know why? I am chasing life. I’m chasing it so fast that I worry about catching up. Things happen in life that we can’t control and this was one. I have two young children who need me, a husband I adore, a life to live and so many places to travel. Next month I’m traveling to Brazil, and I’m already secretly planning that trip to India with a friend of mine (Shhh…don’t tell my husband!).
The moral of my story: ENJOY LIFE. Appreciate every moment. I had a wake-up call, and I’m not sure how long the call will last.