We returned for coffee/tea and ended up having Champagne. It kind of started as a joke. I suggested we share a glass...but didn't really mean it. P ordered one, then A came in and ordered more. It became a celebration of catching up with each other. Of everyone being happy and together at last. Of their moving closer to the city centre. Of their sons' bands' new single being released and album next spring, lead film acting debut, daughters book illustration commission, other son's wedding...All very exciting and reassuring for parents when their children are in such unpredictable creative careers.
Also for me and A. I hadn't told the others I suspected good health news...but there's always a little niggle at the back of my mind. There it was when we got back to Oxford...we opened the door and the envelope was on the floor. A little blue key printed on it and stamped with Private and Confidential. Mammogram results...Five years now since the operation and all the treatment that followed. Thank goodness the first words were "We are pleased...."
I can't tell you the feeling...even though I had an inkling that it would be OK...I look well and I feel well too... But the rush when you actually see it in print...it's like life has been given back to you all over again...of not being scared of the postman or the phone ringing any more...
...You don't need the bubbles of champagne to get that kind of high!
...but it was a lovely treat all the same...
,,,and the letter with the blue key? I've kept it, it's good to look at on those odd days when I forget just how good life is...
Congratulations on receiving the good health news! I hope you celebrated the whole week long :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Karen...I've still got a beaming smile on my face...
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