January 2, 2009, was the day I received my last chemotherapy treatment for Hodgkin's Lymphoma. I received it in the Infusion Center of Fauquier Hospital. The wonderful nurses there with whom I have become friends, gave me a little wooden doll with all their names and warm wishes on it to celebrate my last treatment. I've visited them a few times throughout the year and think they are some of the most remarkable women I have ever met.
I learned so much about life during those 7 months of my life, through the diagnosis, the treatments, the hair lose, the help received from friends and family, the hopefulness and love of my husband, the ever helpful hands of my mother, the joy of my chidren, and the support of our church and neighborhood communities. In hindsight, my short battle with cancer was such a gift. I am amazed that such a short period in my life can yield such wonderful fruit. In the span of life, seven months is just a blink of the eye.
Today is January 2, 2010. A year has past since that last cancer treatment. Yet, I find myself in the same place, Fauquier Hospital. Ready to begin a new chapter in our book of life. Dave just took my belongings to the car and I am about to pack up a living doll, our new daughter, Gianna Joy Marie Paccassi, into her carseat to take home. She is a living reminder of God's promise to us last year at this time, of new life and continued joy.
I can't help but wonder how God is going to bless us this year!
May the peace and Joy of God be yours today and everyday this year,