This weekend my family and I set out to have some fun. We went and visited Santa, saw a holiday movie and then headed to downtown Chicago to enjoy the Christmas lights. We took a horse and buggy ride and went shopping and had a great time. We then went out for a nice dinner. For most of the day, I felt "normal" again. I was not thinking about breast cancer. I felt like I was living life again.
At dinner though, I got thrown back into reality. We were sitting there, having a wonderful dinner and then it changed. My five year old son looked at me and said, "Mommy, I am going to come over and give you a hug". He got up and came to my chair and just put his arms around me and squeezed me tight. I asked "why do you want to give me a hug right now?". He said "because I love you so much". It hit me then exactly how much he loves me. I started tearing up and starting having panicked thoughts of not being here for him. I could feel how much he loves me and needs me. Breast cancer is so damn unfair. It just plain sucks. Back to my reality of never having a care free life again.
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