This weeks post is difficult to write, not because it hasn’t been a roller coaster of a week, but because a lot of it is not my personal story and there is only so much I can share.
I live in a big home with four adults and three children and sometimes things just erupt like a volcano. It seem sudden but then you realise that it’s been building up slowly like a roller coaster ride on it’s ascent. Then after the eruption you get the descent and the plunge of emotions all around. We had our ascent begin the weekend with the big eruption on Monday. Tuesday brought us all down with a massive extra sadness that one family member had to deal with outside of the family but made us all realise just how suddenly things can change. (Not that we don’t have heaps of experience in that area already.)
Then to bring us back on the up, the sun shone beautifully on Wednesday and me and my eldest girl went for an impromptu picnic in the park. We purchased our food from the supermarket and ate from a plastic carrier, not very civilised, but lots of fun, and also peaceful.
I’ve been feeling on an emotional roller coaster myself, first because of my new treatment. I’m happy that I’m going to be getting it, but also scared that it may not work. Even if it does work I’m worried about being on it for the rest of my life.
Whatever life’s roller coaster throws at us I’m sure we will deal with it, one day at a time.