Most of my family and friends know that I go to bed early and so I rarely receive phone calls after 9pm. Well, a few weeks ago I was woken up by my cell phone buzzing after 10pm and saw that it was my mom calling. I answered only because I knew she would be calling for a reason. She had some sad news about a family member who has just been down on their luck for a while now. It seems that this family member is continually being knocked down (thankfully, it’s not health related bad news). This phone conversation had both my mom and I in tears as we just could not grasp why my family keeps being dealt these blows. My mom was also rambling on and on about my “illness”, how “sick” I was and how she felt so horrible that she couldn’t handle accompanying me to my chemo treatments. A lil side note: I never felt “ill” or “sick”, but I let my mom have her moment and unload on me.
I hung up with my mom and immediately went downstairs to cry my eyes out to my husband. I was also just so confused as to why bad things happen to good people. A few days prior, I was frantic because I couldn’t find our stamps. We rarely send mail unless it is cards. I didn’t tell my husband at the time, but I needed a stamp because I felt compelled to send a note to someone I’ve never met who lives across the country. It is too long of a story to go into how I “know” this person or even their address, but this was just another example of a good person being dealt a bad hand and I wanted to reach out to let him know that I was rooting for him from thousands of miles away. Similarly, I have a dear friend who has endured a lot over the past year and I have often felt mad about everything she was going through. I think that phone conversation with my mom just put me over the edge and I was feeling exhausted and frustrated.
I know that if life was perfect, it would also be boring. Reaching rock bottom forces us all to be humble and thankful for the good stuff. I feel exceptionally thankful and fortunate for a blissful 10 days that I just spent with my husband. Our vacation was our reward to ourselves for enduring a rough patch in life. It was a well deserved reward. Our vacation happened to have wrapped around our wedding anniversary. What could be better than celebrating our special day in paradise? I remember sitting next to Brian one night and just talking about how blessed we are. We have a wonderful bond with each other, decent jobs (and health insurance!), our health and most importantly family and friends that are just awesome good people! Despite grad school stress, cancer, a small house fire/basement flood, the unexpected passing of our dog and all the other challenges that have come our way over the past few years, I do not think I have ever felt more grateful or appreciative in my life!
I might do another post to re-cap all of the fun we had on our vacation. But for now, here are a few of my favorite pictures!