My sister Lynnea lives in Denver. She flew home with me after Chemo2 and made us this big pot of borscht (mmmmm) while she was here. Can't beet that!
And my sister Elizabeth, who lives in London, joined me in Seattle and then flew with me home. She and Louise kept us in stitches @ the Michael Carroll Cancer Treatment Center infusion room while I was getting a blood transfusion (to replace red blood cells and boost my energy level). I am so grateful for the gift of this blood -- and the giggles.
The days are flying by, in fog, in mist, in the harsh light of a clear head. I am in awe of so many things -- time thundering by; the gift of really experiencing one moment without looking ahead for the next one; trying (along with the rest of you) to find the silver lining on our May snow cloud. Mostly I feel gratitude. Thank you.
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