I don't know what I would have done if it had been ovarian cancer.
Three years ago I weighed 55lbs more, Stuart was 5 months into his now abandoned Chiropractic degree, we lived in California just the two of us, I was at the beginning of my online degree in graphic design, we had been married for 6 years and 5 days...
It seems like only yesterday I was saying "no thank you" to my aeroplane meals (I don't eat on planes), I was anticipating that first breath of salty air as I stepped off the plane. Home.
It seems like only yesterday. Now we're in Utah, 3 of us. We're a year into the 3 1/2 degrees we'll have between us when this one is completed. We drive a mini van!
Living the life... but I'm ready to go home again.