#gratitude | (Un)Diagnosed and still okay

This was a really good week! Which always makes it easier to find ten things to be thankful for, but it important to me not to take the good week for granted.

When I was nervous about bringing Bridget to an event this weekend, not only did the hostess with the mostest immediately call me, she stayed on the phone with me for an hour to discuss different strategies moving forward.
That when my favorite SPT friend saw the emotion board school sent home to help me with discovering why Bridget was upset told me not only was I doing it wrong but I was a dumbass for not talking it over with her in the first place HAHAHA
That Bridget sat for THREE hours in a Dunkin’s while I met with another mom, someone I hadn’t seen in years and we were able to reconnect in such a special way.
That Bridget walked a mile in her school’s fun run/walk. Okay it was a forced march, but she did it.
That when I went to do something drastic with my hair, the stylist not only talked me out of it, but asked (and listened!) to why, came up with a plan and told me to think of it for a few weeks.
That my 93-year-old MIL that can manage to walk a mile and a half to bingo but cannot manage to get out of her own bed without falling, came home from the hospital as feisty as ever.
That event I was worried about attending? Bridget did awesome, chatted with others and had the best time.
That Bridget’s medical team listens to me and works with me.
That I was able to see Bridget at her school, surrounded by her true peers and see their friendship in person.
That I could be there for a friend this week, instead of them always being there for me.

And one more, that this week there were more moments like this

There has been a lot going wrong in our lives this year, but there is so much more going on to be thankful for this week.

That Bridget has a team of Doctors that care about her as a person and are not treating a disease but how that disease impacts every aspect of her life.
That I have a job, a boss and a team at work that understands Bridget has to come first and allows me to work not only a flexible schedule but a remote and sometimes from the PACU schedule.
That there are friends I have not kept in contact with or up to date with Bridget’s recent struggles understand that it is a me not them thing.
That Jenn doesn’t need chemo.
That even though I am a people pleaser and it is incredibly difficult for me to say “no” to an invite, I have become more comfortable with answering: I would love to but Bridget is having a really good day so I am going to stick with our plans for the day. And that my friends and family understand that response.
That I have friends that let me ugly cry, but not wallow in self-pity.
That my eldest is living her best life and while I miss her not coming home this summer, this is how it is supposed to be.
That through this really difficult time, when we have to put Bridget first our marriage isn’t perfect, but it has not imploded.
That when I had to remove Bridget from a retirement party, our friends didn’t judge but were compassionate and understanding
That this happened for the first time in months