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I just had to write a letter for teacher appreciation week for one of the teachers at my sons middle school. It is a person I have known for several years and she is an amazing woman. She has a knowledge and love for books and a good story that just blows me away. She and her husband both remind me of hippies. They actually lived in one of those share communities can't remember what they were called years ago. They are both odd ducks but the nicest people you could ever know. She has MS and has to use a cane and wheel chair to get around. She was diagnosed last year with breast cancer and had her right breasted removed and had 18 weeks of chemo and was back to work 5 weeks after the surgery. Her husband was diagnosed with a brain tumor 6 months after her her surgery and he had surgery and chemo also. And thur it all they didn't seem to overwhelmed and continued to be the amazing people they are. I wish I knew their secret of survival. Because obviously I suck at it. I don't even know if I have cancer and I am falling apart. I thought I was being OK and just not overreacting till I go next Wed for my operation but I am not. And my husband is not handling it well either. What I wouldn't pay to have their formula for life. Keeping busy usually works for me but I can;t even do that because I am so fucking tired and in pain I cant do much of anything for to long these days. I am only 45 years old for gosh sakes. I guess I need to ":suck it up cupcake". Instead of having migraine headaches and puking all the time.
I need to find a Zen spot to sit till Wed. I guess lol. Three stressers in life love, health and money. I hit a triple.
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