|Enjoying the hot days in July in the garden|
A high-pitched version of Abba’s Dancing Queen came on the radio during breakfast time yesterday and Yasmin and I burst out laughing at the unusual rendition. I picked her up to twirl her round in my arms and, suddenly flooded with emotion, I began to cry. In that instant, I saw the glorious summer we have all enjoyed together and realized the holidays are almost over and I will be losing her soon to school. No more long lazy mornings full of dancing and jokes.
Yasmin has not had a hospital admission since July 12, and the weather has been mostly good, which means we have enjoyed six weeks of park trips, paddling pools and play dates (the highlight the trip up north for the wedding) and all has been UNITERRUPTED BY CANCER. This is in sharp contrast to the previous two summers. Last summer, although punctuated with moments of joy was mostly spent in hospital, while the year before, Isaac’s birth coincided with Yasmin falling seriously ill and the glory of Isaac’s entry into the world was completely overshadowed by the hell we fell into.
So although we have not been able to enjoy exotic holidays and wild adventures, I can honestly say this has been one of the best summers of my life as it has been mostly spent enjoying the laughter of two healthy children, something we have not been able to do so thoroughly before.
Isaac and Yasmin are adorable together at the moment. They are particular close due to all the time we have spent on our own often unable to have visitors or go out due to risk of infection - the result is a beautiful bond.
Right now I am so thankful to have them both and I look at them and feel overcome by emotion at all we have been through together and how far we have come.
But the summer is not yet over - we have two more precious weeks before Yasmin begins school, Isaac starts nursery two afternoons a week and I begin a new job - so there is still lots of time to make more magical memories.