An October To Remember

Dear Reader:

I think one of the worst scenarios being played out by my new drug (that obviously doesn’t like me) is the timing… September and October are my two most favorite months and they are passing me by in a dazed semi-conscious state.

By now I would have a house filled pumpkins and all kinds of fall/ Halloween decorations . I look around sadly… I have about as much energy as that ant( actually I think the ant might have more.)

But I did get four artificial pumpkins and placed two on each top step and secondary step because Brooke had given me the cool torches leading up to the steps -they are fiery gold and it did look cool with my porch lamp -Two more aluminum pumpkins sit on the bench… Jeff cleaned up yard yesterday and he made sure everything looked terrific for anyone walking or driving by…Felt considerably better.

Than yesterday I walked outside to check my mail and something looked off. Someone had taken two of my pumpkins! Usually I have a hugh amount of fall and Halloween decorations paraphernalia and nothing has ever been touched. And then this year I have those four pumpkins and somebody takes two. I was in shock… the porch light was on… pretty brazen and disturbing at the same time.

I thought of the timing of this pill preceded by my flu and birthday cancelled and beautiful October right outside and I can’t enjoy it. So much bad timing associated with this whole change in my chemo treatments.

Since I have plenty of time to reminisce happier Octobers.. I started looking back on those special race for the cure family days and it made me so happy to have my entire family support me every year.

The first year ( Tommy and I were the sole walkers for the race) and then Doodle, Lassie joined followed by Carrie, then four month old Eva Cate , John and Mandy, followed by baby Rutledge , Mollie and Walsh and then Kaitlyn arrived and we knew Tommy was smitten-their friends started joining in and we grew and grew. It just goes to show that love grows exponentially!

Our last race in 2017-we placed 4th in fundraising beating out companies and were rewarded with our own tent… Mike, Honey, and Tarshie joined us and as you can see Eva Cate was eight /Rutledge and Lachlan had joined the team !

It was the last year for our team-it was no longer going to be held on Daniel Island but N Charleston -the grandchildren were growing and had other events now and we thought we would go out on top! ( Thanks to all you generous donors!

But last weekend Rutledge showed up for Breast Cancer Awareness Month in this!

He told his teammates it was for his BooBoo! Love you so much Rutledge!

So until tomorrow … so much to fight for and live for … I am fighting hard!!!

Today is my favorite day… Winnie the Pooh

Had the best advice from my oncology nurse Linda Carson that was common sense trying to get me to stop putting too much stress on myself and Debi Clayton who couldn’t swallow for ten weeks – her esophagus got burnt in radiation and she got through that… what a blessing when she walked through that door. God is good!

Tomorrow is another day and no doubt a better one!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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3 Responses to An October To Remember

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    Becky….there are so many people who love you and are praying for you. You will get through this…God is holding your hand and may you rest in your faith. Shame on your pumpkin thief.

  2. Sis Kinney says:

    Becky,
    I echo Rachel Edwards’ remarks! A lot of people are holding you up in prayer! We are holding your other hand as you hold onto God’s hand! May the discomfort you feel right now be banished and you feel better with each new day.
    And I also agree that shame should befall those who stole your pumpkins.
    We love you, sweet friend!
    Sis

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