In August 2021 my life imploded . A dire diagnosis with a very poor prognosis. A less than 10% chance of making 2 years. This post and comments made me sit with myself. In August 2024 I acquiresd 2 Labradoodle puppies and collected them at 9 weeks on 4 September 2024. A few months before Christmas. But still an affirmation of life and a future.

I was fed up with myself. Inbetween quarterly surveillance scans since May 2022 essentially waiting to hear I needed to fight for my life again. Putting off living out of fear of dying. No!

I can’t truly express how much my 2 pups have added to my quality of life: An expense I don’t regret - ever. Obligations I have accepted with love and sometimes huge frustration when they’re being puppies ❤️‍🩹

2 special little souls who enrich my life immensely each day.

Yet who I’ve also had to make pragmatic plans for, just in case ♥️🐾

So important to keep pushing forward - realistically.

Making the most of our time, in whatever way we find meaningful 🙏♥️🐾