I am a very proud Mummy...

Yesterday, I went to my daughter's wedding. She and her fiance had organised the whole event. As things have happened it was a very good thing I was not organising anything. We had a wonderful day, my daughter looked like the princess she always wanted to be and I was able to help her get ready. My granddaughter aged 19 months, as expected, slightly stole the show, in her role as flowergirl. I had the chance to catch up with friends and family, and meet my new family too. The most significant outcome of my daughter's marriage though, was the change in the relationship between her father and me. Since we divorced, things had been very strained, but since I fell ill, old hurts have been put in the past, and yesterday we were able to talk. During the father of the bride speech, he publicly acknowledged our joint success in raising such a lovely young woman. It is not putting it too strongly to say that a part of my life was given back to me. The newly weds also blessed me by giving me a bouquet, after they had thanked the other parents, the in-laws and father and step-mum for their help and support. I was tearful to say the least.

I hope beyond all hopes, that after my chemo, I will be in and stay in full remission from my cancer. However, should things not happen that way, I know in my heart I am lucky that I have seen both my children marry, I have one grandchild and another on the way. I have an absolutely amazing husband who loves me totally unconditionally. Whatever happens I am a lucky, lucky lady...