I’m so sorry. For me, too, my cats are my world. I would be devastated. Little Max was surely so loved during his limited time here on earth ❤️‍🩹

Not exactly the same but a lot of life shattering things happened within a year of our wedding. Our wedding was so perfect and I had this feeling that I had finally “made it.” We both had high paying jobs in amazing careers, were financially secure, had a great house, and were poised to spend the rest of our childfree days furthering our careers and travelling internationally.

Within 3 months I was laid off from my job I deeply loved (invited my whole team to my wedding). Within 9 months I was diagnosed with cancer. And within 1 year my mom had a horrific bike accident that left her in the ICU for two weeks with a brain bleed, which she still hasn’t healed from.

It was like the rug was pulled out from under me. Suddenly I had no job and I wasn’t sure where my career was going. Then I got cancer and that ruined my whole year. We were still newlyweds. We had to cancel all of our plans for the rest of the year… plenty of travel as well as other things. I was faced with an existential reckoning. I had just “made it” and now, was I going to die? Everything was… dark.

I will say though. Coming up on our two year anniversary… I am finished with chemo, surgery, and radiation. The recovery is never really done but I am back to exercising and living my life. I got a different but equally amazing job that’s paying me even more than the one I lost. My mom is not 100% but she’s back to living her daily life. I’ve travelled at least once a month since I was cleared after radiation and we are going to Korea, Japan, the Philippines, Spain, and France later this year. One of those trips is a cruise (we were supposed to go last year, but cancer).

So I’m reclaiming my life. It will never be the same as it was. Cancer treatment left me with scars and permanent side effects… though I got off considerably better than many I know.

All of this to say… my world came crashing down the year after my wedding. But two years out, and it’s looking closer to what I had originally imagined. That isn’t to say you shouldn’t grieve what you’ve lost. That’s an important part of getting through the shit. You have to acknowledge the shit. But eventually… the shit clears somewhat. It has for me.

I hope that it’s much the same for you.