I have been avoiding doing an entry because I didn’t want “A’s sacrifice” to get bumped out of first position. It’s such a profound thing to me. She’d say “Mom, it’s ok, just keep going.” or something like that.  Â
So I’m basically describing my life in terms of the 14 day cycle (how chemo-esque), I’m on day 7. Since about day 5 I’ve felt really good, like I’m doing normal things, I’m back in the kitchen and looking forward to the soccer game tonight under the lights if it stops raining. I’m getting ready to tear the last of the shag carpets out of this house, one of the only remaining signs of the 70’s on the main level,  (if you completely overlook the orange countertops and parkay floor in the kitchen).  I’m walking a good distance every day and feel less fatigued, thankfully. One day at a time.
I was walking around the house yesterday saying “ok, so who can come out to play today???” and remembered that on Mondays some people do things. I’m sure as the week progresses I may be leaving messages for people to go bungy jumping or something.
I have not been to my art pad in several days, and I think something has to be done about THAT.
No bungee jumping for this cowgirl, but I loved spending some time with you tonight. Let’s do it again Friday! 🙂
Love you…