Epilogue - My friend Julie wrote about stories and not able to share those that aren't her own. At first, I thought she's become part of these stories in some way and maybe she could share those but I find myself in a situation where I am part of a story and it's much of my days right now but it's not my story to share. However, I can share a snippet of my coping. I now understand why some stories aren't ours to share.
I spent my morning working on a top secret project. It's only a top secret to one out of the five of us. Dip, brush, and repeat. Cheer on my girl who dips and rolls. Color emerges and I see hope. I wish for hope and new starts. Part of my hope involves looking for things to promote new starts. I start making a list. While none of this buries my sadness, it keeps me busy and hopeful the top secret project will help our one not in the loop.
Prologue - I hope to share my top secret project later this month. I've also thought while this story isn't mine to share here, I can record this story in a notebook because its part of our journey as a family and a new beginning for one of us. Please know this is not a medical change and I appreciate being able to share just this little tidbit, a small slice of something bigger and know this community will respect that.
Thank you Two Writing Teachers for organizing the Slice of Life Story Challenge.