I read Steam Train Dream Train to Henry before I put him to bed tonight. It is one of my favorite books, and I got a little teary toward the end of it. Reading that book reminded me of a simpler time. We were first introduced to that book last summer when we were on vacation with two other families in the Outer Banks. One morning, I read that book to all 4 kids who were there. It is a very cute book, and the cadence lends itself perfectly to a bedtime story.
This trip was almost exactly one year ago, and we had no idea how simple and great things were. I miss that simplicity. Of course, there is no point in missing the past as it is just that - past. I am ok with some occasional nostalgia, though, as I have so many wonderful memories that are worth revisiting often. I've got a lot more memories to build and even have some great ones from the past 7 months despite struggles.
I had lunch with a friend who also has TNBC today, and it was so wonderful to catch up with her. She asked me if I still have moments of teariness, and I do. They are fewer and further between than when I was first diagnosed, but they do still crop up on occasion. In the interest of full disclosure, I had moments of teary nostalgia well before my cancer diagnosis.
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