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This year.  This year has been... dramatic.

I've had a cancer scare, with biopsies and a procedure to remove the face of my cervix.  I've had huge issues with Dude's development and behaviour as a (let's face it) ADHD boy child.  We're still on the wait list for his assessment, hoping to hear something next month.  I've had mum guilt over whether Madam is getting enough attention having to share me with Dude and his chaos.  I've had wife guilt over the state of the house and our lives in general.  I've had a change of ADHD medication which involved going cold turkey from my old meds, and added to that I've had to stop my antidepressants at the same time to start the new meds because the combination can cause serotonin syndrome (palpitations, sweats, anxiety, shakes).  The second week on the new meds I got the flu.  Last Monday I was stopped at a red light after dropping the kids off from school and got hit from behind by a car going 30mph.  Our car is trashed, not sure if it's a write off yet, and I have my first experience with whiplash.

On the flip side, I don't have cancer.  Dude is a loving, funny little weirdo.  Madam is flourishing at school, at gymnastics, and at karate.  The house is getting better.  I'm over the flu.  The courtesy car I've been given to drive while ours is in the shop is a 2019 Kuga with more bells and whistles than I've ever seen in one place.  I have a husband who supports me, cleans up my messes, and infuriates me by giving me one puzzle piece a day for the 40 days before I turn 40.  *lol*

And I have friends.  Great friends that love me no matter whether I'm up and entertaining or down and crying over the slightest little thing.  Friends that buy coffee, give me hand me downs for my ever expanding children and duvets for new beds.  Friends that are there if I need to talk, friends that send ridiculous videos that make me laugh until I choke.

"In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out.  It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being.  We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit."

Thanks for the flames, dudes.

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