2019. What fuckery of a year.
This time last year I was looking forward to continuing my 50th birthday celebrations, getting back to work properly following a shoulder operation, and generally having an awesome year.
What I had not made allowances for was a second breast cancer diagnosis. Well who does…
not a great start
So 2019 was pretty much downhill from January. You can’t really get much earlier than that.
But in between the numerous biopsies, mammograms, ultrasounds, MRIs, CT scans, operations and radiotherapy, there have been some good memories made.
not all bad
I decided to write a blog. My alter ego Rose Gold Warrior. Who knew I would love writing? That pouring out my thoughts would be so cathartic? Not me. I failed English first time round!
I have had support from so many people, some of whom I don’t even know. Words that have meant so much.
Every comment, like or share made my heart jump. Made me feel less alone.
Acts of kindness from friends not seen for many years.
Friends stepping up over and beyond.
Keeping my brain turning to mush
I decided to take my oracle card interest further, learn how to read them and help others learn to do the same. Without the need for “pixie” books.
I decided to learn crystal therapy. Because I like shiny things according to my husband. He is only slightly wrong.
I completed the St Albans Race for Life, pink hair and all, and along with my team raised over £3,500 for Cancer Research.
Went to Spain. A lot.
Drank gin. A lot.
Posed naked in the name of art.
Had a great 51st birthday.
Started Pilates and actually miss not being able to do it for a few weeks which is very unlike me!!
I got a puppy. Okay technically she is not actually my puppy because she lives with someone else, but I held her for hours as we drove back to Scotland and she licked my face so much that I feel we must be forever entwined.
hoping 2020 will be better
So whilst I am not moping into my Prosecco, I’m not really celebrating this year either.
I have mixed feelings about 2020 if I’m honest.
January will see my first check-up.
I actually feel quite sick thinking about it. It’s almost fogging my view.
new chapter
But I’m also for new things happening, and for old things to be reinstated.
Hopefully in a few months I can start my phased return to work. Just want to give Thameslink a bit longer to sort themselves out.
I’d like to learn to belly dance. Honest. I have a fab belly.
And I’d love to take my reiki and oracle card hobby further, take it to the next level and currently known as “Rose Gold Therapies”.
No idea why. It’s almost as if I like rose gold…
But mainly I want 2020 to be a new chapter.
A healthy, happy, fun, adventure and love filled chapter.
For all of us.
Happy New Year and Happy New Decade!
