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Washing my hands

I come to the end of 2022, in a Pilate frame of mind. Frankly, washing my hands of the past two years is more what I feel. 

Having dealt with health issues for the past two years has left me drained. We have found answers to stomach issues that I had never heard of and have learned to live within. Giving up things that bring joy and still treating myself when the moment arrives has been a lesson learned. There are many things that I should not eat, things that leave me wishing I hadn’t, yet knowing a treat is just that… a treat. Sugar is the enemy I've learned to embrace and realize not everything sugar free tastes like crap… LOL!! So, for two years I have learned to and lived with remarkably well with something referred to as CSID (Congenital sucrase-isomaltase deficiency). Dealing with CSID has left me considerably down in weight, a loss of energy, but NEVER a will to survive. Some pain is worth the joy! 

In walks cancer. Cancer changed all of what I had begun to know. You draw on an emotional strength you didn’t know you had. Emotions run high; the unknown is more than an unknown… it was becoming real. In weakness we became stronger and in strength we continued to endure. And so, we pushed on. I am thankful for family and friends who shared love and prayers. I am thankful to have George as my hand to hold. This adventure has changed us both, but our tomorrow is a new day.

We’ve learned to live without much and yet still with great blessing during this time of single/limited income. So I rounded out the end of a $10,000 deductible year pushing to get as many visits accomplished as possible. A task I accepted and am cramming in visits like crazy and making every effort count. With faith I am making my way to a healthy and happy 2023. 

This year has changed me in a number of ways. And yet in so many I am the best version of myself I’ve known for some time. My heart knows great joy today and this body feels good, as I have seen worse. 

To you who blessed me with prayer, love, cards, and calls… thank you! I feel your love. 

Be blessed precious one and know that you are loved!

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