2011 greets me on wings of eternal hope. This is my deepest and most heartfelt prayer.
For me 2010 overwhelmed with a maelstrom of emotions, a roller coaster gathering speed as it raced past the last quarter. So many highs and lows tightly enveloped my family culminating on a whisper of fervent hope and a sliver of sunshine as we greeted the New Year.
My mom is the loving protagonist in my story. She rides relentless waves of agonizing pain, dark despair and fear for what seems like ages. I cherish the moments when she is pain free; those sweet occasions when she laughs at my sister’s silly jokes or our loveable Hallie’s hilarious antics. I rejoice when I see her at the dining table marshalling her strength to sit with us as she fights a non-existent appetite every single day.
Nutren has become our best friend. Ten and half scoops of precious gold every two to three hours. It is the reason I jump with joy when my mom gains that most elusive pound. It gets measured, spun in vanilla swirls, decanted and finally passes through a rubber lifeline for my mother.
As everyone around the world welcomed the first day of 2011 in jubilation, my family’s greatest wish was that my mom would be able to greet the New Year with us. She did albeit weak and overcoming another fever episode.
I don’t know what 2011 holds for my mom…for my family… I can speculate all day long and just end up with an excruciating headache and unending heartache. I think I prefer to create a 2011…one that will make my mom happy. I will shower her with more cherished memories, smile for her, laugh with her, love her and make sure she knows it….every single day that is given to us this 2011.
