August 29th marks the 1 year anniversary of the end of my treatment. I walked out of the BC Cancer Agency and thought, I am NEVER coming back....for treatment. I thought very seriously about volunteering, even applied, got an interview and was told I was too close to treatment to volunteer.
They were worried about a meltdown. Who me? Meltdown? Seriously. It's like you don't even know me!
OK, meltdowns are a part of my life...
I found that for me this is a day of victory, accomplishment and a day to celebrate. Then, I realized, it's just another day for people.
And I was all like, "Come on!"
Then, how it goes, I felt like I was feeling more important about myself than I should. I am really good about not thinking highly about myself at work, with my relationship with God, but this one....felt like it should be celebrated.
I even gave certain people a couple days heads up....it didn't work. It was just another day.
We eventually did celebrate, with a puppy cake, made with real puppies. You could even hear them wimper if you listened closely.
I'm kidding.
We went for dinner last night--and I have often thought about the whys and the hows over this past year...but one thing has brought me back around:
Ephesians 2:10--We are all God's handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advanced for us to do.
I guess, I am just not finished with "good works" yet.
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