A year on and, so far, doing something positive seems to working. The longest day of the year dawned bright and sunny this morning and we decided to do something we haven't done for a very long time. We went for a run in the park together. I know that doesn't sound like a big deal. I confess, it wasn't a marathon or sprint, more of a gentle jog for about a third of a mile. But we did it and Steve didn't collapse, or cough, or seize up (and neither did I).
If you had said to me 12 months ago that we would jog a circuit of the park to celebrate the 2010 solstice, I doubt if I would have taken you seriously, even at my most optimistic. But now I think our attitude has shifted somewhat. The sword of mesothelioma still hangs precariously above our heads, but we try to look forward more than we look up at that time tomb hanging over us, and we celebrate the little things which make life special, not just the big occasions.
We are not the only people celebrating today. Happy birthday to Chris in Wells and thank you for a wonderful garden party yesterday!
Not forgetting the Portugal football team who managed to score 7 goals in today's match against North Korea. They'll be enjoying themselves tonight, I bet :-)
Getting back down to earth, I have just read some poignant words written by Ray, whose wife Mavis has mesothelioma. You can find a link to her blog top right. The words are about how he deals with Mavis's condition. They were written in response to a request on the Macmillan Forum from a lady whose husband has the same disease. She is finding it hard to cope, especially as her husband won't talk about his mesothelioma.
In many ways, Ray's words echo my own feelings about living with Steve's mesothelioma. I can't read them without the tears welling up and a lump forming in my throat. You will probably find the same.
"Hello. Mavis said maybe I should talk to you.