Postby weisssoccermom » Sun Apr 05, 2015 11:20 pm
Belle and I joked about our vans. I still drive my van, complete with the entertainment center, even though the kiddos are long gone. To me, that van was my 'soccermom' designation. Two years ago, when Belle and her daughter came up to Seattle for the weekend (girls weekend to see the Nutcracker & sightsee) I wanted to take Belle to Woodinville to see the unbelievable display of poinsettias that Molbak's had to offer. Problem was, we were staying at our timeshare in Seattle and to get to Woodinville quickly required us to drive across Lake Washington and I'm terrified of bridges....so Belle drove my car. Even though Belle was tired (she was still on chemo back then), she said it was just like her van....and she drove me that day. Even though she didn't know where she was going, she was in control....she was the driver....she was, for the day...a soccermom in a soccermom's van. I guess I never realized that so many of us take for granted our freedom to do the little things, like driving, that when we have to give it up, it really hurts.
Dang Belle...I miss you. I will miss seeing you at the Leavenworth train station, of course with you at the wheel of your van. I will miss your smiling face and and, just like with Terry, I miss talking to you on the phone...miss hearing your voice and asking you how you are doing. Silly thing, but I really miss hearing Belle use the word 'lovely' to describe so many situations. Thank you Belle for the LOVELY blog.....
Dx 6/22/2006 IIA rectal cancer
6 wks rad/Xeloda -finished 9/06
1st attempt transanal excision 11/06
11/17/06 XELOX 1 cycle
5 months Xeloda only Dec '06 - April '07
10+ blood clots, 1 DVT 1/07
transanal excision 4/20/07 path-NO CANCER CELLS!
NED now and forever!
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