Today’s No Fear Just Faith guest post comes from Amelia who blogs over at Suddenly A Mom. I met Amelia as a freelance writer when I was in charge of organising writers for ad features back in the day. I really liked her and used my power as her link to work to force her to be my friend, whahahahaha. But seriously there was something seriously cool about her and after reading her post I’m sure you will understand 🙂
I’ve never been a particularly fearful person. I’m not scared of lonely streets, bikers with tattoos, dogs with big teeth, or cars that drive fast. But, 2014 certainly taught me what being afraid was really about. If ever I had doubts…2014 cleared them up for me!
At the risk of making this a depressing journal of disaster, I’ll give a quick breakdown of what happened last year.
February – got divorced from my husband of nearly 10 years after he told me he was having an affair with a girl from work.
Also February – my stepmom (with whom I’m really close) nearly lost her life and spent weeks in hospital, followed by rehabilitation.
April – found a lump in my neck.
May – spent days and days in public hospitals (thanks to no medical aid), and spent almost all of my savings on medical tests.
June – first op to remove half my thyroid and 5 lymph nodes, all found to be cancerous and malignant.
July – second op to remove the rest of my thyroid.
August and September – in and out of hospital for tests, scans and appointments.
October – received radiation treatment.
November – called off a rushed engagement that seemed to be a good idea during all the drama, but was really quite a bad one.
In a timeline, it looks quite manageable. In real life, it wasn’t as easy. I was scared. But, there were so many rays of sunshine amidst it all, and these were where the real lessons came from.
Suddenly, the friends I’d shared with my now-ex-husband rallied together and cared for me in ways that I can’t imagine, proving their love and loyalty beyond description. I was literally taken into their homes, fed, hugged and distracted 24 hours a day. I wailed in their showers, had panic attacks on their kitchen floors, threw up in their toilets…all while they stood by patiently and told me that I was going to crawl out of this black hole and smile again one day.
And how right there were! I met the most amazing man with the most amazing daughter. They’d had their fair share (unfair, really) of sadness and tragedy. But, together, we have found such happiness and calm. I’m now a wife to a glorious person and, without a doubt, my very best friend. And I’m mom to a 6-year old who makes me laugh every day. I’m healthy (hold thumbs for check up!), happy and so grateful. I must admit that my faith in happy endings waned at times. But, maybe it was the faith that my amazing, special friends had that counted.
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Thanks Ella! I actually LIKE being your friend 😉
You couldn't make up a happier ever after. Beautiful