I can't believe I am actually knocking stuff off my to-do list!
A few things I want y'all to know first:
My ETSY shop is back up, but isn't completely stocked (that is coming!) but for now I am going to only sell UNMOUNTED prints.
I will show you some super cute ways to hang them on my Embracing Life, Love & Art FB page.
Also, I am going to take 25 pre-orders for MOUNTED "Live the Dash" canvases. I can't commit to anymore until after I am back from bone marrow transplant.
Thursday, September 29, 2016
Monday, September 26, 2016
Nesting
I know I went through a nesting stage when I was big and
pregnant with Ian. About 8 months into pregnancy it hit me like I had just run
into a brick wall…HOLY SH*T life is about to be REALLY different.
Of course I had others to talk to about what to do in this
nesting period, what I really needed to have arranged, what would be nice but
not mandatory and so on. I also knew many people who had babies, so I was able
to see firsthand what it was like to have this tiny life in your hands. How
exciting yet exhausting, how blissful yet scary this new chapter was going to
be.
I feel like I am in a nesting period for my new life. I am
calm one minute and a nervous wreck the next, I look at what all I want to do
yet stand paralyzed in my steps…my list of contradicting emotions could go on
and on for pages.
Just like having a baby, as much as you plan on a certain
date, you really never know until the little one is ready to bust into the
world.
I have a “due” date, October 20th, BUT there are
still a few minor things to get done first…get the donor to agree to this date
as well. Yes, I will take prayers that I hear soon!
I am in la-la land just like when I was about to deliver. I
have a list of projects that I want to get done, yet I am in a tired fog most
of the time wondering which is more important…the checking off the list or “resting?”
But the thing is, I am so tired of resting. I know over the next 3-4 months I will
have more time resting than I can imagine is possible for one 38 year old.
Just like when I was nesting for Ian’s birth, my emotions
are all over the place too. One minute I am listening to the sweet whisper of
Spirit telling me all is great, the next moment my strength is cracked and I
have no idea how we are going to actually pull this off.
I am Hopeful.
I am scared.
I am ready for this chapter to
come to an end.
breast cancer, Stage 4 cancer, Stage 4 breast cancer, blog about stage 4 cancer, blog about breast cancer
Sunday, September 11, 2016
Dear you...my bone marrow donor
I am told that I won't get to meet you until a year after the bone marrow transplant.
I am not sure why, but I am sure whoever you are you are walking around with a shining heart of gold that people who know you must be able to see.
I don't even know how to begin to thank you...a stranger who is literally saving my life. I don't know what your road in life has been, how you decided to become a transplant donor, but I do know the love and admiration I have for you...a complete stranger...is something so pure and so beautiful I don't know if I can describe it. I feel like a beam of pure Heavenly light is connecting me to you. I pray for you and your beautiful heart.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)