Sid has wanted to be a “baby doctor” since she was four. She often wore a set of scrubs. She donned a surgical mask. There was an oxygen mask that she had fashioned out of another toy for a completely different purpose. She was like MacGyver in her bedroom turning her toys into medical equipment. She performed many operations in her bedroom. I am happy to report that all of her patients survived. She never lost a baby on the table. Following an operation, I often had goldfish crackers and chocolate milk as a snack for her.
Long before I became a mom, I worked in Santa Monica, CA. I worked for a boss who would harass me sexually with his vocal comments. He was very inappropriate. So much so that I wanted to file a report with OSHA. However, I feared that he would track me down. He did not seem to be a very stable human being. The payroll check that I received bounced. No real surprise there, considering his instability.
The world looks better through God’s eyes. I see more beauty and my heart is filled with gratitude. Usually races are all tied up with my ego. What was my pace? Where did I finish in my age group? Today was markedly different. My ego was not invited to the race. This race was not about me.
Faith vs. Fear: I Decide
Everything shifts after a cancer diagnosis.