Legacy

It was 2 years ago.  The day before Thanksgiving.  My appointment with the dermatologist after 2 long weeks of waiting and worrying was here.

The biopsy results were in.  I sat in the waiting room paging through a magazine, not thinking about what was inside, instead thinking about my life.  My death.  My family.

It was 5:30 PM and light had faded into darkness and I could see and feel the cold through the office windows.  It was a scary time in my life.  Thanksgiving Day was tomorrow, but I couldn't even think about it.  I was consumed.  What was in store for me if the biopsies had tested positive for the deadly melanoma?  I trembled inside of myself as the nurse called me back.

I sat in one room alone for a few minutes before she came back and said, "The doctor wants to talk to you in the other room."

I knew then, this could not be good.

I followed her to the next room, ready to accept my fate and praying for strength.

The doctor asked me to sit down.  He sat on a stool just feet away and looked me in the eye.

"Is your husband here with you today?"  he asked.

"Yes," I said.

I wrung my hands...  waiting.

"Here's what I want you to do," he said.  "I want you two to stop on your way home from here and get a bottle of champagne, because today is a day of celebraion for you.  I was 99% sure I would be giving you a death sentence on this day and I even thought about changing your appointment till after Thanksgiving so I didn't have to give you the bad news before the holiday."

He was smiling.

"Your biopsy came back benign," he said.  "But I was sure that had to be wrong, so I sent it 2 other labs and they too, came back benign."

Then he called Gary in and talked to us both.  Champagne was in order.   A surgery would come later, but for now it was a time to celebrate.

We walked out into the dark, cold night but it no longer felt dark and cold.  The sun was shining in my heart and I was relieved and truly THANKFUL!

Two years later,  and 2 additional Grand-angels later (one is still in the oven, due soon)....  I would like to take this time to thank GOD for my life!

Tomorrow our family will come together.  We will enjoy good food and lots of love and laughter.

We never know when our time to leave this earth will come.  It can be an ongoing sickness or it can happen in the blink of an eye. 

LOVE those who are in your life TODAY.  FORGIVE those who do not deserve forgiveness and it will HEAL your OWN heart!  Once in a while allow yourself a good BELLY LAUGH and don't take this LIFE too seriously.  One day it will end.  And all that will be left behind is your LEGACY. 

Have a beautiful and blessed Thanksgiving, my dear friends!

Guess what Mr. UPS Brought Yesterday?

I can only say one thing about the above picture.  Bobbi...  why didn't you do something with that hair???  lol

But I was too excited to even care about the hair.

And then...

My very first book review on Amazon....

5.0 out of 5 stars A Must Read November 19, 2012

By Deb

Format:Kindle Edition|Amazon Verified Purchase

I read "Gracie's Diary: A Memoir" over the weekend and I strongly recommend this non fiction book to readers. I laughed, I cried and I shook my head in amazement. I am usually disappointed with court hearings and their rulings...too many "good" people are most likely the recipients of a "poor decision" of a judge..And this book solidified my opinion. If you love children, dogs and adults...you really need to purchase this book....All of the characters in this book will steal your heart...

Don't forget!  Leave a comment here to be eligible for the drawing that will take place on Thanksgiving Day for a free copy of the book.

Dear Diary,

I hope this book of Mom's is a flop.  I am not into autographs..  not at all.   I just want to eat cookies and sleep.  That's all.  Gracie.

Advice From the Cupcake

Dear Diary,

I had to call a meeting with Cupcake the other day.  I'm a little concerned.  The Summer girl aka NumNum has not shared one single cookie with me yet.  I asked Cupcake, do you think she doesn't like me?  Is it my breath?  Is she afraid of me?  Do I intimidate her?  Wadda ya think it is Cupcake?

Now Cupcake and I go way back.  She's been sharing cookies with me since she was knee high to a grasshopper.  

Cupcake is all wise...  and she did have a point when she reminded me that her grammy seems to have been without cookies in her house for the past year... ever since her quest to lose weight.  So now I need to talk to the Summer girl aka NumNum.

One look at the grammy with those baby blues and the word 'cookie' should do it.

In the meantime...  I wait patiently.

Yesterday morning during our walk, I walked into a rosebush and came back home with a bloody ear and foot.  I'm okay now.

Oh.  And Mom has published parts of my diary in her book and called it Gracie's Diary.  Without my permission I might add.  This is really embarrassing. Gracie.