Standing at the Crossroads

Boo's New Bonce

 2012 So Far
I am sitting on my sofa typing and periodically looking out of the window wondering where the past 4 weeks have gone. We know that Spring is on it’s way but with the grey days stretching out in front of us, like the sea view on a cloudy afternoon, you can be forgiven for forgetting that there are bulbs of colour just waiting for the right time to pop through the wet mud and show their beauty. This time of year always feel like an airport lounge. Sitting, waiting and knowing that you are about to embark on a journey but not quite yet. I am sure that our boarding gate will be called soon but in the meantime snuggle up on the sofa with hot mugs of drink and relax in the knowledge that the lawn doesn’t need mowing every week J


The CrossroadsSometimes in life you face a crossroads that makes you stop and think. Should you go left, right or carry straight on. The easier option is not always the best even if it is the most comfortable. From history, we know that the greatest achievements have come to fruition after people have chosen the more difficult route.
Before Christmas I decided to forge ahead with my treatment and have a form of chemotherapy. It is not used on my condition and we had to get special permission but we, Mark, Me and my consultant, thought it was worth the possible risks. Well, the funding was given and after today the appointments have been confirmed. When you are about to jump into the breech your courage can be tested. In previous posts I have spoken of trusting your consultants and doctors to make the right decisions. I can safely say that without that commitment I wouldn't be able to face what might or might not be.
I found a poem by the French philosopher Gulliaume Apollinaire that highlights the need to sometimes put your trust in someone else even though you maybe unsure

“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We're afraid.”
“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We will fall!”
“Come to the edge.”
And they came.
And he pushed them. 
And they flew.

I am hoping that I get a great birds eye view....
　
The GangWell the Hill household has managed to get back to normal very quickly. The school term started with the usual frantic rushing around. Books, ties and odd shoes had all suspiciously managed to enter the world of Harry Potter and completely disappear only to turn up a few days later. The early mornings consisted of scary hair and tired eyes but it’s amazing how quickly it becomes the norm and the family routine sets in. Boo decided to chop all of her hair off so now it has gone from her bottom to shoulder length, she was very excited whilst I was having a heart attack in the salon's toilet, but as usual my "Diva Daughter" was spot on and it looks fab!
I am back at work and really enjoying my time there. My brain is starting to tick like it used to and I am enjoying my writing to the extent that I have dabbled with the idea of putting my experiences of the past 18 months into a story. Comedy, of course. I can never be serious for too long J .
Next month I will be moving into another year older which doesn’t necessarily mean more mature. Maybe I take the phrase “stay young at heart” too seriously but I’m not helped by my friends who are just as bad.

Carpe DiemI am going to leave this post with the above phrase. Carpe Diem means “Seize the Day”. If I had known on Monday 27 September 2010 what I found out on Tuesday 29^th September 2010 I would have seized the day so hard the date would need to be removed from our calendars. Going forward with this treatment is one of the occasions that you live for the day. No matter what the future brings, it is a philosophy that I will continue to use and ask others to do so.
Things will be hectic over the next few weeks so I will return afterwards.
Until then, keep smiling, be strong and do not stand undecided at the crossroads….take a chance, you never know it maybe the best thing you have ever done J