The people who live with me have quite a job.  They have seen me all calm and serene AND completely unraveled.  They see how the chemicals challenge my composure, my ability to think (to the capacity that I was able to before all this!) and they cannot avoid witnessing the  physical changes.  I can’t imagine what it’s like to see a loved one going through this.  It’s in their face every day.  They  must get whiplash from the extremes.  The past three days, I have had boundless energy.  I mean I cannot contain it at times.  Errands got done, calls made, visits were had, more carpet removal before dinner, wood is still getting stacked.  And I rest when I can reign that horse in.

I am so grateful that people have been thinking of B, A and E.  (For those of you who don’t know, B is my partner, A (15) is our daughter and E (13), or son.)  The kids got flowers, people ask about how B is holding up or how the kids are doing, we ALL enjoy the Calvin and Hobbs comics that are getting left in our mailbox (in fact some of us are hording them!).  People have asked about their food preferences and other needs.  That means so much to me.

Today is our son E’s 13th birthday.  B has taken him on a camping trip.   I love to think of this as a rite of passage of sorts.  I don’t think B will leave him in the middle of the woods all naked with a rock and a dagger, but I know he will put him to a test of skills that he has been learning over the years.  A and I get to spend time together after soccer practice, chopping wood and carrying water, closer to home.

Today I am dedicating this blog to my sweet and loving family.  They are goofy beyond measure and so real.  AND they have accepted me in my many forms.  I am so glad we are together.

UPDATE:  Please click on the Walk4Hope page to see our progress!