My life totally changed eight years ago today.
Eight years ago, I was living through a breast cancer scare and was undergoing multitudes of tests at MD Anderson Cancer Center.
Eight years ago, I had just lost my long-time best friend to a brutal battle with brain cancer.
Eight years ago today, I was living in a place I didn’t want to live in and working in a career I didn’t want to stay in.
Eight years ago today, my outlets for creativity were gone and my hopes for the future were being extinguished.
When I woke up on the morning of February 25, 2003, I never imagined that my life would never be the same.
Lurch and I drove to the hospital that morning, totally unaware of the changes we would face that day.
It was a long, exhausting day. Nerves were on edge. Smiles slipped out between tears. Machines beeped, monitors squealed and medicines dripped.
Then suddenly there were orders barked and panic filled the air as a sudden rush of figures clad in surgical scrubs stampeded down the hallway wrangling the hospital bed and patient toward the surgical suite leaving puddles of blood along the corridor floor.
Between tears and prayers, I looked up to see a man in scrubs slowly walking toward us. With trepidation, I grabbed Lurch’s hand and whispered the dreaded word “doctor”. Lurch shook his head in disagreement and said “no, it’s your son”.
Then our son was upon us with a look on his face that I had never seen before. Tears were in his eyes and a blanket was in his grasp. He placed the blanket in my arms. The magic was done.
My granddaughter was in my arms.
Our eyes met and my world changed.
She blinked her beautiful little eyes trying to adjust to the bright glow which must have been emanating from my face. In that blink, I suddenly knew that I was now strong enough to fight the fiercest disease. I understood that I had just seen the face of the precious soul who would be my new best friend. I realized that I could handle any career in order to help take care of her. I no longer cared where I lived as long as I was close to her. I became aware that my very source of creativity was cradled in my arms and that all of my life’s hopes had just begun.
Eight years ago today, Madisyn Paige was given life by her mother and father, and in doing so, life was given to us.
HAPPY EIGHTH BIRTHDAY, MADISYN!
We love you!
Grammy and Grande