Christ Church Rossett, where Harry was christened, where I was Sunday School teacher for 4 years and where my children go to explore with their Nana
Recently my posts have been negative and that is a reflection of "post chemo blues" I think. I have felt "battle weary" and fatigued with cancer.
I am now in a new phase and that is because of the kind words and support I have received from friends, but more importantly, my fellow members of the much unwanted Club Cancer.
My thoughts are with a poem about a man who was drowning but those at the shore line thought he was waving. I have felt like that man these last few days, but my friends and fellow members have acknowledged the fact that I wasnt waving and have thrown me their swimming floats to keep me above water. Right now, I am enjoying the feeling and bobbing along, making a slow but steady progress to the shore line.
Thank you to my life floats!