Trying Times

Since having a bay in 2011, I'm a believer in the phrase 'no news is good news'. After going through more than 2 years of surgical procedures to try in vain to restore vision to my husband's left eye after a seemingly inexplicable giant retina tear in 2012, we find ourselves at the receiving end of the same devastating news. The last attempt to restore vision on September 5th failed, and in addition he is among the unlucky 1% that has had a re-detachment and needs yet another emergency surgery. On top of coming to terms with the fact he will never regain vision in this eye, he now has to face the possibility of losing his eye altogether over the next few years. Tom and I are both pretty upbeat people, and know that it could always be worse. In 2011, we spent a week in the pediatric ICU with our precious baby 4 weeks after he was born. I lost a parent. I had brush with cancer diagnosis at age 24. My friend Christine lost her grandmother this week. My friends Vanessa and Lisa faced thyroid cancer. Other people have faced worse.

So for now, there is coffee for the things I can change, and wine for those things I cannot. And there is a sunrise tomorrow morning, and a sale at Loft.