As my husband and I sat down on Saturday night in front of the fireplace with a nice glass of wine in our hands, I heard an audible sigh of relief. "What was that for?" I asked as I watched my husband's shoulders sink back into the couch. "It is finally over. That terrible year. Hopefully we can move forward this year." I hadn't quite realized how bad the year had been for him. Sure, it was a bad year for me but everyone who knows me knew that. He is more of the stoic type, preferring to wait until it is all over to let you know how bad it was for him.
"Last year at this time we couldn't even think about a future. We didn't know what was going to happen with your disease." It is true. We are in a completely different place than we were twelve months ago. Now we have health and no retirement savings, but what the heck, health is more important.
I too am relieved to see the end of 2008. It was a brutal year for everyone. Maybe this year will be better, maybe not. It has already started off better for me. Last year on January 2nd I was getting chemo. This year I went for a day of skiing with my family. With hair. That is a good start if you ask me and at this point I hope that the rest of the year will follow suit. Here's hoping!