Thursday, December 31, 2009

On the Eve of Despair...

Ten years ago today I couldn't understand why I was depressed and had no interest in ushering in the new millennium.

I didn't recognize myself. Where had I disappeared to? I only craved a quiet evening at home with my family in California.

While lying in bed listening to fireworks continue into the early hours of the millennium morning, I knew there was something more to explain why I'd felt lost, lonely and losing a complete grip on my life. I regarded 1999 as a total wash.

I never would have dreamed that a decade later I'd be on the brink of celebrating fingers crossed!) 10 years of being meningioma-free! Tonight will be anything but an evening of despair.

I am grateful to be alive, to have my two miracle children, Hannah and Hunter; my 10-year-old dog, Koufax and my husband, Mark who got down on one knee in foot deep Steamboat Springs' snow and asked me to share my life with him 17 years ago.

What a difference the beginning of a new decade makes.

Happy New Year's!