Loading my car with groceries today--on this glorious fall evening, I was thinking about cancer and the research I read today. And I realized that I am no different than any other cancer survivor. It can always come back.
But I told myself that I have to live like it won't. No other choices.
Going to make stuffed peppers at my husband's request.
That is what life is about, if you carve away all the other stuff.
Molly
3 comments:
Wow, you have had a lot to say! I lost track of your blog - good to see it again, but not good to see you so worried. :/
I know from different, but also hard experience, that it feels probably 50/50 at times -- it will, or it won't.
Your boys are so grown -- and Jim is Phil Collins. :)
My little Lambchop! I am good today...very little worries. Blogging is my drug of choice, although Facebook has sort of taken over. Most of my blogging does NOT deal with cancer--but then it sneaks in and I have to write about it. And actually, I don't have much to say, but feel the need to say it anyway! : )
And yes, Jim is Phil Collins! Lots of people say that.
Molly--I'm glad I know about your blog. So, i already think of you more than you know--now maybe more with purpose
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