A gift

This year has been hard. The scar that cancer left still hurts sometimes.  Some days are better then the others.  My GP asked me: "What did you think? Did you think that everything would be as before?".

Her question hit me and I needed days to process her comment.  I replied that I actually wasn't really thinking how would it be - I was too focused on waiting on operation that would  cut off the cancer. I didn't even think that there would be such thing as a scar that would hurt forever.

I am very grateful that the cancer is gone. I can only hope and pray that it will never return.

There is a gift that the cancer brought me. To see who are the people whom I really matter.

I am very grateful for my husband and my parents. And also for my cousin and my brother. 

I got many kind emails from my long time bloggie / penfriends, I am thankful for that.

But most of my friends from "real" life sent me only one text with good wishes,  I replied that the operation went well. Some of them also visited me and saw that I was doing well. But after three weeks after the surgery my condition deteriorated (I even had to go to emergency help over the weekend) and when I told some of friends what happened - some of them commented - "but you said you were healing well".

Yes, I was, until I wasn't.

Healing is never a linear process.  

Cancer helped me see the difference between the people who were really there for me in the process of healing and the ones who were only doing obligatory checking up on me.   

So resolution for this December: I will not waste any of my time with people who weren't really there for me during the recovery after the operation. My dog fully supports me in this decision. This way I will have more time for long walks with him <3

Photos from Friuli Venezia Giulia - Italy & north-west Slovenia

Over the years quite few readers commented that they enjoy photos from my blog. So it is high time that I post some of them.

I've just returned from Italy from a short business trip. I am attaching few photos from Friuli Venezia Giulia (this is extreme north-east of Italy).

The chickpea soup with potatoes and parmiggiano reggiano was delicious. And so was tiramisu!

The last photo: Slovenia, when entering back home.

I love going to different places. But most of all I love coming home to our home sweet home.

Autumn colours

In case you were wondering how do autumn colours look like in my country :)