The title of this particular blog post has definitely become the theme of the summer. My sister had gotten it for me as a housewarming gift but instead of bringing it to me at my house, she brought it to me at the hospital. On Thursday, June 1, I was tired and complaining of a migraine. On Friday, June 2, I’m being checked into the ER and a doctor came in and told me they had located a mass on my brain. So for about the next couple days, we weren’t sure if it was a brain tumor or even cancer. Then fast forward 10 days later, I had been diagnosed with a brain infection, had the abscess removed and was discharged to re-enter the real world. And did I mention the day after I went to the ER, my husband had to move us into our new home? Some days it feels like it was a nightmare and never happened but given that it did, I couldn’t be more thankful to my entire family, friends and to all those unbelievable doctors and nurses at John’s Hopkins who helped get me back home to my amazing girls and super star husband. I’m eternally grateful.

In a weird way, it felt like this summer was my George Bailey moment from Its a Wonderful Life. He had his sights set on where he wanted to go and things he wanted to do but then got a big reality check about how wonderful life really is right at home.

I know it’s going to take me a while to sort through all that has happened and why God had me go through such a random traumatic experience but for now, I’m on the road to a healthy recovery, taking it one day at a time and enjoying being in our new home with my sweet little family.