enjoy the silence

When I was diagnosed with breast cancer my son was 16 months old and still nursing. As if dealing with the cancer diagnosis was not traumatic enough, being forced to stop nursing (on someone elses timetable) was truly the most difficult part. I still ache when I think about it one year later. It was a tough time for all. My husband would offer him a bottle at night and it really only took a few days before he was okay with it. Luckily it wasn’t long before he would take one from me and we could go back to snuggling. There were many days during chemo that the only thing that helped emotionally was laying there listening to him breathe. Knowing I had to win this fight for my three boys. I swear he still watches nursing babies with a special fondness, although I am doubtful that he really remembers. Hopefully somewhere in the back of their minds they will always remember that special bonding time with Mom. I am here for you if you need ANYTHING…you will get through this, even though there will be days you will question it. You will be in my daily prayers. Be strong, live strong. Karina

Martha just shared this blog with me this morning. I had no idea you were so very talented. Truly amazing. Hugs and kisses from my whole family to yours. We are thinking about you.