After – 3 Years, 8 Weeks, 6 Days

I love the app on Facebook called “On This Day”.  It shows you what you have posted in the past on that very day over the years you’ve been on Facebook.  I enjoy seeing my kids growing up, or reading silly comments that my now 8 year old made when she was little.  I DON’T like it when posts like this show up:

April 6, 2012
Taken today. My dad is doing very well. He starts chemo and radiation in a week or so. Thank you all again for your thoughts and prayers.


Yes, it was a happy(ish) post at the time.  Now I look at it and it makes me kinda angry.  I’m grateful for the time we got after his surgery etc., but I still hold a big grudge against GBM.  It’s hard to think that a little over 4 years ago the words Glioblastoma Multiforme weren’t even part of my vocabulary.

Life goes on…..

My mom is doing well.  She is still serving a mission for her church.  She extended it even longer.  She enjoys being busy.  She has decided to sell her house and move before her mission is over.  I think the idea of going back to her house is depressing.  She wants to start cleaning it out this weekend and asked me to come down and help her.  So, a day of crying and boxing stuff up. Yeah for a fun weekend.

I still miss my dad.  I still cry sometimes.  Usually at odd moments that don’t have a huge amount of significance about anything.  But like I have said before, it has gotten easier and doesn’t hurt the way it used to.

Spring is here finally and that makes me happy.  The robins are back.