Irony

I am in the process of cleaning out a closet. I have a black belt in being a pack rat and find I fight a losing battle on this. I hate to throw out things but thankfully I am not to the hoarding level... yet. I try to keep it contained to a large rubber maid container in a closet and periodically I will go through and convince myself to part with things.

My latest "find" was the letter I received in July of 2002 telling me my mammogram was normal and I would not need another until July of 2004. Those who know me, know that in February of 2003 I found my breast lump and in March of 2003 I was diagnosed with breast cancer and in April of 2003 I had my mastectomy and in June of 2003, right after Michael's graduation from high school, I started chemo.

Lots of "ands." But the biggest AND is, if I had waited, I would not be sitting here in 2009 writing this.

Ironic

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Grub Day

Definition of a grub: A worm-like larva from beetles; also can mean an informal meal.

Grub has a special meaning from my childhood. I think back now about 6 children and a very young mom all participating in "grub day." I look back now and realize what it really meant. No one seemed to think it strange for children ages 2 to 10 to have a mental health day. These days were had, when he left town. We were all co-conspirators. He never knew and no one ever told.

How sweet life would be for children to never have a need for another Grub Day!