I am having mixed emotions about this one. Relay for Life is coming up and Team Trent is making a comeback. We started Team Trent two years ago but last year we had to team up with another team because Trent was just too sick and I didn't have the time, energy, or capacity to pull it together for Relay for Life. We always knew that fighting cancer would be a lifetime battle for us, but I really expected that Trent would be here with me. We figured he would get better and then we would spend our efforts helping other people do the same. It is bittersweet to continue the fight without him. When I say bittersweet...it is about 90% bitter and only 10% sweet so far.
Last night a spaghetti dinner was held to jump start fundraising for Relay for Life. Megan and Mallory were home sick so I took just my boys. Jonathan must have had a pound or two of sugar before we left because he was bouncing off the walls! We got our dinner and sat at a table with four other people we didn't know. I recognized one man from a previous Relay. Jonathan set right to work making sure they were all introduced. He marched right up to one elderly woman and said, "I haven't met you before. What is your name?" I was thinking that was pretty funny until she told him her name and he replied, "Oh, that's weird!"
As it goes with spaghetti dinners...they are never really fantastic, always a lot more noodles than sauce and the sauce is usually pretty bland without a lot of meat. Last night's dinner was no different. So Richard, one of our new friends, offered each of the boys a dollar if they ate their meal. When he paid up Jonathan took his dollar and said, "Hey! There is no five on this!" Ugh! What am I going to do with this kid?
|Jonny and his new friend, Richard|
There was also a live band, the Greg Simpson Band. They were really good and played songs that I knew.
|Greg Simpson Band|
|Jonny even got Richard to get up and dance with him.|
|Me, Zach, and Jarom--the non-dancers!|
The whole evening went pretty well. I was expecting it to be a little harder than it was. It will probably be different at the actual Relay. I am going to really have to gear up for that one.
When we got home Zach was messing with his camera. He figured out that he could make a slideshow with music right on his camera. Most of his pictures were of Trent. Of course I was instantly bawling. It all seems like yesterday and at the same time it feels like forever. I am grateful though, that the good days are becoming more frequent. We are going to survive. We are growing from our experiences. We miss Trent terribly and can't wait until he is with us again. But in the meantime, we are making every moment count.