There are a few things that seem to overlap today. And it's just a little strange.
Wyatt is a whole year old today. It is also the Wicca New Year. Today is the first day of Melanoma Awareness month. It is also the day I have my post-op checkup at the hospital, in the same building that I delivered Wyatt. My favourite colour is black, and the Cancer I have fought is represented by that same colour.
Melanoma, witchcraft and my son's birthday seem to be entwined together. Wyatt was not due until June, yet decided he was too impatient to be waiting any longer and wanted to meet the world sooner than anticipated. I choose to believe that him being born on an important Wiccan day will bring him good luck. I also like to think that him being born on the first day of Melanoma Awareness month will bring me good luck.
I have always had some faith in luck and fate. So may today bring loads of good charm to both Wyatt and I. May he live a happy and health life. May I do the same.
Melanoma, please stay away and allow my son and I to live many wonderful years together.
Life as I know it.
I have no idea how often I will sit in front of this screen and type away, it all depends on my state of mind and whether or not life allows me time to do so. There will be times I talk about Melanoma or being a first-time parent and there will be times I yabber on about life in general and depression. Hell, there may be times I make fuck all sense or leave the reader confused. I do use words that some may find offensive so if words such as fuck, retard or shithead offend you, then there is a simple solution and that is to go elsewhere and read some lovely delusional blogs about boxes of fluffies and flying piggy's in the sky.
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