The week between my two surgeries was a blur. A lot of physical pain from the surgery and emotional pain, just trying to come to terms with my new reality. I tried to make sure I was resting, but yet, I had a business to run and kids to take care of. I wasn’t quite sure what the following week would bring, so I tried to do what I had to, when I could…..and then take a three hour nap!
I read a lot of books and had a lot tearful conversations with friends and family. I was not sure how to proceed in communicating what was happening in my life, do I tell people, do I keep this private?
I told my step kids, Samantha and Connor, because – at the ages of 11 and 13, they were probably going to see me go through a lot and I wanted to be able to tell them in my own way. We sat upstairs on my bed, and I told them how much I loved them. I explained that during this time, we were really going to have to pull together as a family and help each other. That I was going to be tired and not feeling well for most of the Spring, but that hopefully by Summer, I will be stronger than ever. We talked for about a half hour. I answered a lot of questions for them and told them they could talk to me about this at any time if they had questions.
The next day, Connor courageously stood up in his CCD class and asked people to pray for me. So much for keeping my news private – but God Bless Connor for his faith and his resolve. I was incredibly touched, and very proud of him.
As word traveled through our small town of Larchmont about what was happening, the phone calls and emails started coming in. I have to say, I always knew we lived in a wonderful community, but I was overwhelmed by the kindness of our friends and neighbors. I am so very grateful to all of them for the past few weeks. The kindness and generosity of our community is part of what is getting me through this on a daily basis. Friends and neighbors dropped off dinners, Starbucks, flowers, cards and hugs. For all of it, I am forever thankful. Thank you, thank you, thank you!