Non, Je ne regrette rien

The phone call came fairly early this morning. Early than I thought it would. Out fear of the unknown I was still making light of it all that was until the phone call. Denial then shock then I needed to breathe. Get out before anyone sees the tears welling up. Breathe as I could not do much else. I allowed my doctor to make appointments with the specialist for further tests and slowly fear turn to hope and faith. I need to gather my thoughts and move on with no regrets.

With not much going today other than to simply move on. And the day compressed into one big mashup. Compiling reports. A reassuring smile from Noma. More Reports. Meeting with Richard and Louise. Encouragement call from Robbie. Kind skype from Georgette. Concern Whatsapp from Lynda. Text chat with Craig. And here is Delia with grace in her heart and a flower in her hair. Aimlessly walking down the aisle of a supermarket. Tea with Rayne and Ricky. Welcoming licks from my dogs. That is why I hold with all I have. Non, Je ne regretted rien.

I don't know how I am going to manage and cope, yes I am scared because I am weak but I won't give up because I am not alone, not this mind and not this heart. Someday everything will make perfect sense. So for now, I will laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears and keep reminding myself that everything happens for a reason.