Year 42: Dark Days Ahead as well as High Hope

     Monday I turned 42.  I should be celebrating with friends, but I am not.  Two days before, I learned that my Mother may not be around much longer.  Heartbreaking news to say the least.  I feel powerless though I know I have no control over this.  If this is the end for her, I must prepare myself for it.  It will not be easy, but it is something I can not stop.  I must be there for my family.  Doctors found tumors on my Mother's pancreas and lung.  This is her second bout with cancer.  She talks as if the end is coming.  I can't stop that.  I can only make these days coming good ones.  As for me as well.

     I have plans.  Though I will carry pain in my heart, I will keep moving on.  I have places to see, people to meet, and goals to meet.  With a heavy heart, I press on.  My travels will act as a pleasant diversion.  San Diego, Dallas, Tokyo, and Los Angeles; I am coming to you.  Yet, I have to return to reality.  Life without my Mother scares me.  But I must accept it.  And I must move on.  I must stay strong.  She would want it that way.  It is a pain that will never really go away.  Year 42, what ever you have in store for me, I am ready.  I can take it. 

  Till next time, be good to each other.  I promise to blog much more now.  I'm in a better place than I was a year ago.