So it's been awhile. During the first week in January I wrote that 2013 was going to be a big year for me. Little did I know how true my prediction would be.
Last November I had my last operation. It was nothing serious, but those of you who have had mastectomies know that there are often a few surgeries that follow. Tired, after nine years in a high stress job, I was going to take advantage of my recovery time over the holidays to recouperate and recharge my batteries.
On January third, after writing a very optimistic blog, the phone rang. And after a short chat about how I was feeling, the two work colleagues who were on the conference call with me informed me that I no longer had a job.
I'm sure I'm not the first cancer survivour to go through this, nor will I be the last. And I'm certainly not writing this looking for sympathy either. I'm writing this because I truly believe that things happen for a reason.
As it turns out, this permanently brought me back to the family home and with my girls on a daily basis. It forced me to look at my life and evaluate the hours I was putting in at work. It was about time that I reorganized my life and concentrated on Me as a person. I needed to change perspective.
So here I am, on a Monday morning in late September, waiting on the oncology floor in the hospital for my six month check up. It's fitting I would decide to pick this day to return to my blog. Yes the butterflies are gently fluttering in my stomach, signalling the ever present nerves that appear before this appointment. But somehow, through it all, I'm convinced that everything will be OK.
I am three months into a new job that has brought me much joy, and looking back at my prediction from the beginning of the year, it's certainly looking like 2013 will be the best year yet.
All it takes is a little faith. When one door closes, many more open to shine light upon you....
Because I believed.