30 Years Ago Today

Thirty years ago today, March 31st, my life changed forever. I was eight-years-old and lost my father to colon cancer.

Recently, I reconnected with my father’s only living brother, who I hadn’t seen or spoken to since my father’s funeral. And recently, he too died of cancer – of the brain.  I will forever be grateful for the time we shared.

Soon, I will have the book, that’s been thirty years in the making, published.

It seems my life has come full circle. And I can’t help but feel that I’ve been guided to this very point in my life. My upcoming book is the most vulnerable and raw writing I will likely ever produce.

In any case, today is a special day to me. Ironically, as I pulled into the parking lot of a school I’ve never been, in a town 2 hours from where we live, I hear a hissing sound and discover my front tire is going flat and later – a huge nail in one of the back tires. But yet, there I was – safe, and wondering how on earth I made it, where I was when the odds were obviously against me.

Must be the angels watching over my son and I.  Or – so I’d like to think.

* My dad, Willard,  in Vietnam.

dad in vietnam

About Victoria

Hi there! I'm Victoria: wife & mother of three with one pooch living in rural ND. I am a professional photographer turned writer, published author, and side-hustle entrepreneur. I dream of vacationing in Fiji and seeing Matchbox Twenty live (among other things). I firmly believe everything is "figureoutable," and if it doesn't challenge you - it doesn't change you. I also looooooooove coffee. A lot. :D

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