So... I have cancer. It sucks SO MUCH.
I also have possibly the best husband ever and a beautiful, understanding, caring and mental son. And my absolute dream job! Like today I chased deer around the beautiful mountains and loch sides in loch lomond and the trossachs in a HELICOPTER! It was like a james bond movie except with deer. We were doing massive nose dives, flying side ways and everything. Then we landed and I went to check the owl boxes and hugged some beautiful owls and found the first eggs of the season.
MY LIFE IS AMAZING! Which makes is all the harder to come to terms with the fact it's going to be shorter than the average life and I won't get to see my son grow up and share all these experiences with him. But i can't help but feel like even a short life as cool as mine is better than most.
I am very very very very very very afraid of being really sick (in front of my son and not being able to look after him) and dying. And it breaks my heart to think I can't be there for him growing up. But what we have is amazing and we are all blessed. I know his Dad can totally live up to the challenge of being mum and dad so i know he'll be fine without me, it's more of a selfish worry, cause I'M missing out. I go from feeling unbelievably grateful to utterly hard done by in a matter of minutes. But i know in the grand scheme of things... it's nothing. Just another tiny person on this massive planet. Life could have been much tougher, i've had it pretty good and I need to concentrate on that.
BUT I DON'T WANT TO DIE YET. I want to be old :( (not now, I mean i want to get old)
This post is going nowhere. It's just my irrational thoughts.
Here's some pictures of my work today.
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