Once again, I have let months pass without posting an update. Mostly because I am too unwilling to take the time to compose a well-written article. I've poured my heart out on facebook, but that takes moments, and the feedback is immediate and satisfying. I am, however, making another attempt at keeping this blog going.
So what's been going on in my life? Just a quick overview tonight (it is late, and I will want to try to get back to sleep soon).
A wedding - Rebekah and Joe got married in April. It was a wonderful affair, and I cannot think of it without joy. I miss Rebekah and Khy, but I am filled with joy as I see them in their new life. It's a good thing.
Rachel moves out - bittersweet. I miss my girl, but I'm proud of the apartment she has put together and her work ethic that leads her to constantly try to improve her life.
Ben moves into Rachel's old room - We redid the room in bold colors - red, black, white and gray. I'd found the color scheme on-line, and really liked it for the colors he had picked out. When it was done, we realized it was the Alabama colors. Good thing he's an Alabama fan. We painted his furniture black, and put a lot of detail work into it. Some things you're just glad you were able to do. His room is one of those things. He loves it, and more importantly, he appreciates it and keeps it looking good.
We got to reclaim the sun room - The sun room is my sitting room. It was painted a light peachy/tan color, and blue valances were put on the window. It has the computer table in it, along with three book shelves and a large blue chair. Very peaceful and satisfying.
Rebekah's old room was claimed as a guest room/chemo recovery room. It was painted brown, and has a full size four poster bed. An antique Singer sewing machine sits in there, as does another antique table and a not so antique rocking chair. Eric was very gracious to me...it was to be his office.
And the big return - my cancer. A five centimeter tumor was removed in May. I'm taking four rounds of ixempra, and then will have seven weeks of radiation. This is not a good thing, but somehow I am not down hearted about it. I'll do what I have to do to get well, and enjoy life while I have it. In one way, cancer is a good thing. It puts life in perspective.
So we are up-to-date. I'll do my best to keep this going. No promises.
