tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610891339986355360.post255113312343257317..comments2023-12-19T00:34:59.607-05:00Comments on Another Day in the Life: Not a Day Goes By...Cindihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05223695299377158162noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610891339986355360.post-87831497952469056382007-12-14T17:59:00.000-05:002007-12-14T17:59:00.000-05:00Cindi this makes me sad, I'm sorry you have to go ...Cindi this makes me sad, I'm sorry you have to go through these procedures and have those constant nagging thoughts about cancer. I cannot say I know how you feel, but I can relate somewhat because as I approach my 50th birthday I keep thinking about how my mom was told she had six weeks to live and I keep thinking, my God I'm the same as she is what if I wake up and find out I'll be dead by 51 like she was? Am I ready to leave my family? My mom seemed old to me when I took care of her and 50 seemed quite far off when I was 28 but now I can see that she was just in her prime, she had just finished taking classes and getting her dietician certification, my youngest brother was the same age as Trevyn is now, she certainly didn't feel like she was done living any more than I do right now so it does give you a different outlook on life. I admire that you have been so willing to share your story. TerAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com