This week I savored a visit from my GS analyst roommate dating back 22 years and felt good enough to take a short walk at Lands End, in the magnificent Marin Headlands just by the bridge, and to enjoy my favorite dim sum at Yank Sing as well as a little shop at the beautiful Found by Maje on Sacramento. She was lucky enough as you can see with this light to experience the best of SF spring. My aunt and uncle came in from North Dakota for a special family dinner at Aquerello that we scooted from June to March when we were told my time could be more limited. Their phenomenal present was to tame my garden, and I’m writing you, happy as a clam, from a sunny, calm, and far happier garden. Mom and Dad trekked up to host us. And today I was also visited by a dear old GS colleague. I admired his eloquent 14 yr old twins who I first oohed and aahed over head to head in their makeshift crib. Old friendships bring back special memories.
I have , no kidding, still been too lazy to make it to the co,outer on the 3rd floor to go through the gorgeous photos Sarah had done. Pathetic but true. Napping often derails me. I was able to get chemo on Monday. Phew, but I forget that it does come with the price of fatigue. I’m trying to rebuild stamina with slow short walks. Ah…..the long road to patience. Daunting, humbling.
Kids have been great. Bebe only agreed to go to a recommended family counselor with our lab Penley. We hope Will will do the same. Will in fifth grade has had to write odes, and despite their being dedicated so far to his bed and video games, they rather well written. So if I gave an ode to Mom, it would be: Mom is beaufiul, kind, loving, and ever chic. She is ageless despite always being herself, and will never peak! She still loves me as if I’m her baby and speaks her mind bravely. Mom taught me resilience if not patience! Her presence calms me and reminds me to stay strong. Mom’s often get he short end and aren’t told just how much they are loved, and yet they make our worlds go round. As you can see this is no poem, just a little declaration of thanks and love!
Tonight I will pull it together to sing a set at the Hamlin gala. It will be a treat. Thanks to those who have been loving http://www.birdseedband.com
life is very oddly one day at a time. I have been spoiled, happily, by bath salts, gorgeous flowers, lovingly made or bought yummy goods, eye masks, luscious lip balms or candles or lotions. Never underestimate how much you all make my day and help me continue the fight. Sorry for the unproofed writing and again slow responses on visits or otherwise. Just doing my best in a very odd situation. I suppose that’s naive to name it such when death itself is the most natural act in the world, but I’m still getting over the fear and continue to work on the acceptance while always fighting the good fight. Hoping that this spring is my renewal too.