So I know I haven’t been posting much lately. I’m going through a whirlwind of events as of late, more than I can handle to be frank.
Was recently diagnosed with a sickness that’ll take about more than half a year to recover and the icing on my glorious cake is that my dad had been recently diagnosed with cancer. Stage 3.
He’s just started going for radiation therapy and soon will be undergoing chemo. It’s really disheartening to see someone so strong become so weak in front of your eyes.
Sometimes everything gets so surreal and I ask why me? Why now? I’m getting married this year and eveything seemed to be going so well. I guess God has other plans. Suddenly the littlest of things I’ve been worrying about seem so miniscule. Things like the color of my bouquet, the layout of my wedding invites, the color of my bridemaids’ dress.
I KNOW I’ll get through this but man, the world can’t seem to give me a break. I’m just glad I have Z, cos really, there’s noone else I’d rather be with when the shit hits the fan.