If you missed yesterday’s post about the study suggesting there is a link between a chemical in certain sodas and cancer, be sure to check it out. The comments so far have been very interesting – I’d love to get your thoughts.
Tomorrow is my husband’s birthday. March 10, 1963 was the day little Barry Turner entered the world in Nashville, Tennessee. Interestingly, that’s where we met even though that’s not where he grew up or lived most of his adult life. Funny how God brings things full circle like that.
On this birthday, he’ll be…shhhhh…49. That’s pretty old. Glad I’m not that old. Yet. :)
This is a picture of him at age 4. Is that some kind of cute, or what??
Ya’ll, I have to tell you. I am so blessed to be his wife. God knew exactly the type of person I would need to get me through cancer treatments. He’s been my rock. So solid and reassuring. I was an old woman when I met him. I had accepted that I might never get married. And then came Barry and everything changed for the better.
It’s his birthday and the gifts should be all for him, but the truth is he is the gift and I am the recipient of a lifetime of love with my best friend.
Happy Birthday, Honey!! I love you so much!!
It’s been a really good week. The side effects from maintenance chemo were almost non-existent except for a small amount of fatigue. I feel like I’ve really turned the corner toward better days. I hope you all have a wonderful Friday and a beautiful weekend!