Happy Father’s Day to all dads out there and especially to my husband who is the greatest dad ever. He was always super involved with our children and still is. Of course now they’re 29 and almost 20. Still, he’s the best. Love you, B.
On a very different note, today is the day when I was officially diagnosed in 2005. It’s funny how we all remember that day. It had been a very grueling couple of months before culminating in a biopsy for my plasmacytoma . Thinking back , I’m not sure why that was necessary as it was clear this was myeloma. But maybe then that’s how it went. Anyway, it was pretty awful. It was an awful time. So, not a good memory of an anniversary but still part of my life. I’m happy to be here and doing pretty well.
So, off to make Father’s Day breakfast of eggs from our chickens and some other sides.