{"id":7723,"date":"2012-01-11T09:08:03","date_gmt":"2012-01-11T14:08:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.babypennington.com\/?p=7723"},"modified":"2012-01-24T20:41:32","modified_gmt":"2012-01-25T01:41:32","slug":"seasons-of-change","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.babypennington.com\/?p=7723","title":{"rendered":"Seasons of Change"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I&#8217;m often amazed my my family.  You know, I don&#8217;t see myself.  Through my eyes, everything is as it should be.  I sound the same.  I feel the same.  My voice is the same.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Over the last five months, however, my girls and Mel have watched my appearance morph into something different.  I slowly became someone entirely new.  They see me with my bald head, no eyelashes, no eyebrows, and mousy complexion every day.  They live with this new person.  They&#8217;ve become accustomed to seeing me this way.  Lately, I&#8217;ve grown annoyed with my wig, so it may be soon that I&#8217;ll don my bald head outside of our home.  Until then, it&#8217;s our family&#8217;s little secret.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Occasionally, I&#8217;ll walk by a mirror and of course, every morning as I jump out of the shower, I notice this new person staring back at me.  I&#8217;m still not used to it and I quickly move on.  As I&#8217;ve said before, it&#8217;s easy to be bald when you look healthy.  It&#8217;s so much more difficult when you look sick.  I still look sick.  I imagine it will be this way for a while.  As obvious as my yellow and bruised nails are to the outside world, I can only imagine how the <em>hidden<\/em> inside of my body looks.  Slowly, however, my nails are growing out and health is peeking through.  I use this as an indicator of my body.  When my nails look fresh and new and healthy, I&#8217;m hoping my body will also be that way.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I&#8217;m fortunate now that chemo is behind me,  I have a new season ahead of me.  I dream of warm Spring and a healthy me with new hair and a fresh complexion.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Life is never easy.  I&#8217;ve had to &#8220;suck it up and deal&#8221; before, when life seemed so unfair for my baby girl. When it seemed we could finally breathe again, life threw us another curve ball. More sucking it up and more dealing.  More growing. More learning. <\/p>\n<p>I have a huge appreciation for my husband.  I&#8217;m sure 12 years ago, when he spontaneously decided to buy an engagement ring before our graduation trip to Europe(because we all know Mel never plans anything), he never knew all of the trials we would face together.  Never once, has he faltered on his extreme dedication to me and our journey.  Let&#8217;s face it, I&#8217;m no pretty sight and I know I&#8217;ve not been the easiest person to deal with at times.  Mel has treated me just as he has for the past 12 years.  Nothing seemed to change in his eyes.  (Even when I wanted a little coddling-no such luck.)  Every day he has encouraged me and has told me I&#8217;m beautiful, even when I know that&#8217;s far from reality.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">So, even though this season of my life has been challenging, I&#8217;m thankful for the growth, compassion, and closeness my family has experienced.  Hopefully, the girls have learned that although the outside of me has changed, it didn&#8217;t change who I am; and that what is on the inside of a person is far more important that what they see on the outside.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Life is so precious.  Seasons come and go and pass quickly.  I&#8217;m so very fortunate to have had life experiences that make me acutely aware of how amazing our life truly is, right here and right now.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m often amazed my my family. You know, I don&#8217;t see myself. Through my eyes, everything is as it should be. I sound the same. I feel the same. My voice is the same. Over the last five months, however, my girls and Mel have watched my appearance morph into something different. 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