Oh June, in years past you have given me SO much. More than any other month I believe. The heights of your generosity leave me in awe and push me higher to dream bigger, pull me forward in a swift rush to scoop up my wishes and run faster hand in hand with my wildest dreams.
For June is intricately laced with the most potent hope I have ever known.
Two years ago, June 9th, 2009, Rory's 30th birthday, I took a pregnancy test. Something I never thought I would do. Something that was an experience that belonged to other people, but for sure wasn't going to be a vat of memory in my story...or so I thought. Perhaps my favorite aspect of this story is that Rory bought the test for me, along with a few Power Bars. If that isn't love, well...
One year ago, June 9th, 2010, we received the news that took the weight of the world off our shoulders. Sookie did not have Cystinosis. I knew the chances were minuscule, but I had to know. That day was such a triumph; the tears were flowing out of pure relief.
Needless to say, Rory's birth day has held healing, bold, fantastic properties for us the past two years. I can say the same for his personality since the day I met him. I cannot wait to see what incredible happenings bless us this year.
I do know that this June is crazy busy with family reunions, poker tournaments, members of our Cystinosis family visiting for the 5th annual C.H. Robinson Cystinosis Research Network Golf Tournament, weddings, concerts, father's day, birthday parties, CRN conference calls and physical therapy appointments for my hip. I'm a little overwhelmed with how I will keep up with it all because of the fact I've really been struggling with stamina lately, but I need to keep in mind I'm so lucky we have a jam packed calendar of GOOD stuff. (Well, except PT for my hip.)
I might need to break my Diet Coke free streak in order to find the energy for all of it, but hey...
Hi June. Let's do this.
