Inspiration Explanation: Part II

I can’t help but feel that something went wrong.

Everything fell apart before our very eyes and there was NOTHING we could do about it.

I have held off from blogging because I have had no words until now!

No one ever would have thought that I would become pregnant and have a diagnosis of breast cancer simultaneously, move back to the UK from America for treatment, have chemotherapy whilst pregnant, have a beautiful baby, then 6 days later she would undergo surgery for rare congenital heart defects, survive surgery, but then suddenly die 14 days later, I’d have a mastectomy and breast reconstruction 20 days later, then my baby’s funeral 9 days after that, and now more chemo after an unsuccessful egg harvest to rescue any potential fertility I had… which is not looking promising…

My name is Laura and this paragraph above sums up the last 12 months of my life.

I am a rainbow mama twice over, I am a breast cancer warrior, I am here and present…. And I really couldn’t tell you how I am still standing.

But I am.

I feel like the Black Knight in Monty Python and The Holy Grail. You can strike every limb off of me and I would still say ‘tis but a scratch! But I don’t want to be this person! I would love to have a nice, steady, quiet life, but life has different ideas.

And we are ok with it. We have to be, because there is no other way to be.

Grief has engulfed us, and it’s not just for Meisee that Haydn and I mourn, but also everything else we have had to sacrifice along this path. But we keep going and will continue to do so.

When I started Adventures on a Rey of Light, I couldn’t think of anything worse than what we went through with our first daughter, Rey. Now life has taken on us on a completely different adventure – and it is one I would never wish upon anybody. I just hope that some good can be inspired, and come out of this. (The good news is it already is and I’ll go into more detail in the next blogs I post.)

In the meantime, please keep us #WaldenWarriors in your thoughts as I finish chemo and the mightiest of girls Rey and #MightyMeisee

With love to you all xXx

Distance made shorter

Hi everyone! I know it’s been a while since I blogged, there will be more soon. This one needed to come out today, and I think it will help lots of other expats living abroad.

Today was a little surreal and it’s hard to write and necessarily understand, but go with it….

This September, whilst I’m living in America, my dearest Auntie Mary died peacefully during a nap, and today was her funeral in the UK. We couldn’t afford the flights back for the funeral, but thanks to modern technology and an awesome family, I joined the congregation through FaceTime. I thought it would be weird at first, but my cousin’s wife really wanted me to be there too, and I’m so glad I was able to sort of be there 😊. I’m sure some people thought it was weird, but it felt right. And it felt great seeing my family together. If you find yourself unable to attend a family members funeral – I can highly suggest doing this!

Auntie Mary was a driving force in our family and she has been there for me in more ways than I can think of. She was so loving towards me all through my childhood, into teenage hood and into adult hood. There is stuff I shared with her as a teenager, that I would never share with my mum! I would sometimes catch the bus and come in for a cuppa just to see her and Uncle Gar, and catch up – there was always time for you and she would always make sure I’d eat! I’m so glad she got to see me marry the love of my life and  I know she would be so pleased that we have done some of the incredible things we have been able to do and will continue to do.

Uncle Gar, Chris, Andy, John, Paul, Sarah, mum, dad – love you guys to the moon and back xxxxxxx