Are you wondering about my address?

When I started this blog I named it "The Most Precious Gift Of All". I started it to keep a journal about this amazing journey that we embarked on called, surrogacy. I started it to keep a "journal" for our future child/ren so they could see how much they were wanted and how much Kari did for us all.

I changed the name of the blog but not the address because both suit it so well. "Precious Gift" not only refers to what Kari and her family are doing for us but also what God has done in our lives.

He gave me the precious gift of

my husband.....
my son......
His son......
my health.....
my friends......
my SISTAH'S......
my strength.....
my sanity......

I could go on and on but I am sure you get the idea. During those initial days after I was diagnosed, everyone was amazed at how "well" we were doing. Amazed at how "well" we were handling the news and the plans for treatment. A new sister of mine's husband wrote that people would ask questions like, "If she has cancer, why does everyone look so happy?". I remember hearing from close friends that some people thought we were like ostrich's. Hiding our heads in the sand.....having too much faith (is that even possible?). All of this because we chose to believe and trust in our Lord through this trial. Because we knew I was going to be OK and if I wasn't, God would give us the strength to deal with it at that time.

I was asked to talk to some "big wig" possible investors at our local Gilda's Club They wanted a few of the members to explain to them what Gilda's meant to us. I told them that Gilda's was a place I could go to and be "normal". Out in the "real world" everyone looked at me and either had pity in their eyes or a big question mark. At Gilda's everyone had been touched by cancer in some way and it didn't make you stand out!! I told them that I could easily go and sit in a corner and cry- that wouldn't be very hard at all, but I had a husband and son who needed me to function normally. They needed a wife and mother around, we needed life to go on as normally as possible. Gilda's gave me a place to be "normal", if that makes any sense. We had to make a decision if we were going to let this run our lives or if we were going to be the ones in charge. We chose to be in charge, nothing more, nothing less.

So, back to the name change.....

Once I started this blog I found that my whole cancer journey and survival was so intertwined into my everyday life. It was the whole reason for needing Kari in the first place. So, I changed the name to something that made more of a reference to my DAILY walk with cancer. Pink is the color of the breast cancer awareness ribbon you see. Everything that has to do with breast cancer has some shade of pink in/on/about it. I used to hate the color pink!!! Wouldn't wear it if it was the only thing I was offered to wear....blah!!!! Now, I have come to LOVE it. I even bought a beautiful pink outfit the other day that I can't wait to wear :-)

So, that is why I changed the name but kept the address the same....they both are so appropriate and fit this blog to a "T"!!!

Have a great day.