June 3rd

June 3rd is an interesting day. Nothing really special about it. It always falls in the first week of June (cool, how that happens), and its the beginning of summer. Yep, the third isn't all that unique.

However, many years ago, June 3rd changed my life. My direction in life. And my goals. June 3rd hit twice.

One June 3rd my mother died. Over 30 years ago. She was 47. That seemed old at the time. It seems really young now. I grew up that day. I was no longer a child but a young woman coping with the reality of life.

Then, a couple years later on June 3rd, I woke up in intensive care from my cancer surgery. It was scary and startling. I didn't expect it and it was scary after seeing my mother in intensive care only two years earlier.

I have always tried to see the silver lining in all things positive and negative. Well, I have to say, there was a silver lining. Shortly after my mother died, I met MainMan and found my soul mate for life. I am glad I met him. He is a nice guy.

And while I was a scared young bride dealing with cancer, it was one of the forces that made our marriage so strong. We either had to deal with it together or fall apart as a couple. We didn't have anyone else close to us since we were in Toronto. As stressful as it was, it was a good thing (I think).

I don't like June 3rd, but I also like it. Sometimes we are forced in life to go in directions we would never chose ourselves. It has happened to me on more than one occasion. And, it has always worked out.

But, I do miss my mother. The grief and sadness are mostly gone. I have gotten past the sadness of not having my mother in my life, or having her watch her grandchildren grow into wonderful young men.

But, about once a year, around June 3rd-I feel a little out of sorts.