Friday, September 23, 2011

Thoughts about September 23rd

Today is a special day. It is the day I married my sweetheart, my SHH (Super Hot Hubby, for any newer followers of the blog), eight years ago. So much has happened since then. So many highs, and so many lows. Trials, blessings, joy, and pain. Together, all the events have created our life as we know it so far. The beauty of new life that we've created together, the loss of life that we have mourned, the struggle to survive, the happiness of living, it's all there bundled up together.

Our wedding day was spectacular (as you can see from these pictures). It was a truly perfect day.



The best part of being married to my best friend is knowing that no matter what is thrown at us, that we have each other, that we're on this journey together. He supports me, believes in my dreams, urges me to keep going if I want to give up. And I hope I do the same for him.




It is also the day that our dear friends welcomed their beautiful twin girls into the world. Today they turn six. For them, this is a day of celebration for the lives they've welcomed into their family.




But this day is not just a day of joy. It is also a day that someone I know (not closely) lost her very young son in a drowning incident. Though I don't know her well, my heart still aches for her when I think of what September 23rd means in her life. Heartache instead of joy, pain instead of happiness.






And now it is also the day that marks the beginning of a fight. The fight my cousin's dear husband is waging against cancer. They are a gorgeous, young couple, full of life and love. They have only been married for two years. He competed in Lotoja (a local insanely difficult bike race) and found out he had cancer just a few days later. The lump in his neck was not a brachial cleft cyst like I had when I was 14 (that they thought he had as well). It is stage four Alk-negative anaplastic large cell lymphoma that has already spread throughout his neck, hip and possibly his bones. Today was his first chemo treatment. September 23rd for my cousin and her husband will be the day that marked the fight for his life -- the fight for their life together here on earth.






September 23rd is just another day on a calendar for many of you, I'm sure. But it means so many more things to me. A day of joy and remembrance, of pain, of endurance, of loss, and life, and those that have passed on and that which is still to come.






Most other days are just that to me, dates on a calendar. But to someone, somewhere it means much more than that. I guess I need to remember that more often if a stranger seems rude, or jubilant, sad or full of smiles.






So to my cousin and her husband: we love you. We know you can beat this. You are strong, and young, and full of faith and hope, and God will bless you, I know it.






To the mom who is mourning the loss of her baby three years ago (though I doubt she reads this blog): though I barely know you, our prayers are with you. I can't imagine your pain or how you stay so kind and sweet to everyone around you, from what I've seen the few times I've been near you since then. God will bless you as well, I know it.






And to my husband: Thank you. For being you. For loving me. For giving me the last eight years, and for all the years yet to come. I love you.

8 comments:

Ashley Rae said...

Happy anniversary :) You two look so great together. I'm glad you're so happy. Congrats!

Elle Strauss said...

Such a beautiful, touching post. Happy Anniversary.

★ Sara McClung ★ said...

Beautiful post. Happy anniversary--and my thoughts go out to everyone who's struggling on this day <3

Russo said...

I am with you that on certain days you think of other peoples joy or sorrows. My anniversary's on Dec 4th and every year I think of a soldier who passed away during the war in Iraq. I saw that he passed on my wedding day 3 years ago on Nancy Grace and that will stay with me forever.

This is probably one of my fave posts on your blog- so beautifully written. I love how you wove around the joy and sadness of one day.

DL Hammons said...

Happy Anniversary...and best of luck to your cousin's husband!

Janiel Miller said...

Beautiful post. Thank you for reminding us of so many important things. And congratulations! 8 years! I remember celebrating 8 years. This April we'll be celebrating 26. I hope to see your family pictures when you're celebrating your quarter century together. :)

And, btw, I stopped by your boutique at What A Woman Wants yesterday. It was so great! I went for one item and left with three. Next time get a 15 foot booth, yeah? It was seriously crowded in there. Your mom and sisters are beautiful and helpful. Very nice. I'll be checking Heirloom out on line. Good luck with everything, my dear!

Jennie Bailey said...

Wow, Sara - what an amazing post. It is easy to forget that each day means something to different to others. Your wedding dress was perfect! What great shots! And oh, I hope your cousin's husband had an okay time with that chemo. I know the after effects can be rough, rough, rough. Fingers crossed for him. My heart goes out to any mother that loses a child. I can't even imagine how much that hurts. Happy Belated Anniversary to you!

Carolyn V said...

Aw! You guys are so cute. Congrats on the anniversary. I hope it was a great one. ;)